This is a song about "Act hat bag"

After he just got out, 15 years to count

Out of the way, with the golden hat on the ground

City on my hat, so fly they need a charter

Whether it's god almighty, or the almighty dollar

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

Sup on my hat like that motherfucker friendly

The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that

Back to my abandoned ship wearing the captains hat,

Fitted, legitted, hardwood classic

Protein-packed like a powerbar hat trick

I had the british shows talkin bout bring him back

Surrounded by cowards who let the cats out of the bag?

Yeah, i told cornish women come at the drop of a hat

And they label me king... you can come and take it back

Then i bet he be cracked

No slipping in ya act