This is a song about "You quit"

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

All you do bum around, yea quit trying to stop me

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

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

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

Quit actin like a baby you wear little footie pajamas

Better quit cause you rap like a piece of cheat

We have so much in common, starting at the feet

Quit tryna act like you the shit, you ain't no louis vuitton

But ya chose to go before meand brothas miss ya while your gone

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

Of your never gonna make it you should just quit

Instead of countin sheep, niggas countin cannibalsand that's how it is in the pen

You lit a fuse, you should've quit, but you spit on my mom, prepare for napalm when/