This is a song about "You hit me"

Well, brenda's barely got a brain

Rhymes hit me, there's no pain

Hope you hit me back and i hope you feel better

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

My direction good, well-rounded type

Can i hit you up tonight

Now you go hit me like this with a frying pan

Not only do i enlighten but i provide a tan

We can make more, make babies

What do you expect from me lets hit freeze

Hit you with this iceberg

I woke up screaming, fuck the world

Now excuse me, i'm trying to make a hit/

All these little dreams you got, they're not shit