This is a song about "Belt"

To all the sisters with ambition, i see your hustle

'cause your mama used to beat you with a belt buckle.

Get your seat belt on bitch, we're doing this my way

Drinking sake on a suzuki we in osaka bay

Get the scoop on the cologne, belt, and shoe section

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

Knocked a blue belt pastor at mass tried to get me to sing

And she would do anything for everything

Cause i hung my original self from the top bunk with a belt

Why'd you slang crack? cause i had toa nigga gotta pay the fuckin rent

Go pop some pills or something

Leather belt fastened, like i'm travelling/

But i'll beat the shit outta you with my rap belt

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

U a little boy u still cry when ya get beat wit a belt/

I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed