This is a song about "Broke clothes"

Play hard to get, females get jealous

Like clothes, herself swallows my census

They talk about the foreign cars, bitches, and the finest clothes,

You dead broke, yes folks, the jewels are like egg yolks

My brothers need some clothes and shoes

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

Right next to the fat lady hitting high notes

Goodwill or salvation army full of clothes,

On top of that, i’m broke

Used to find dope in his coat

Looking for sum hoes with no clothes

Trips in the cake holes

That they probably be in the closet of old folks

Actually, its adorable to see his clothes

Ho, ho, goes, père noël in his little mufuckin fat ass clothes clothes, so so

You know your son a asshole, but i hope you got those stacks though