This is a song about "You quit"

I got your mom yellin,"why you hit it and quit it,"

I ride by bumping shine, i do just that

I guess you might aswell quit

The master of this rap shit

No matter what you do, i will neva quit

And that's jay line i had to quote that

Get back into the kitchen whore, you can quit your bitching or,

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

Because you quit to fast for you to come up with something.

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

Creatin you own coffin quit all the talking

Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet

Of your never gonna make it you should just quit