This is a song about "A dress that you can t wear underwear with and college parties"

My shit hair-burning, you not even a lil’ tan

With an old style and a sold can that outran

You know i don't wear a rubber

A metaphor, for the insecure

Shake your ass in public, wear a dress with no pantys so guys can see ur pubic, area,

But it won't make no difference when i rip this verse and collaborate tonight/ and uh

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

My flow ain't to fast and t ain't to slow, just so perfect that you could never know

Going hard on the weekend with parties and friends

Not too many options when you coming from the projects

So cold you need to wear a hat and gloves when you blast it up

Well since you already bleedin' that mean i don't get to cut

Going hard on the weekend with parties and friends

Shitting on these niggas like i need depends