This is a song about "Broke clothes"

If we ain't right and always at the throats

We don't do laundry we just buy more clothes,

High as shit, i’m in a booth

Iron my clothes, pick out some shoes

Right next to the fat lady hitting high notes

Route 66 & plus, i'm only stopping to change clothes

Used to find dope in his coat

Was a ghost at the most, broke

Fly as ricky steam boat

On top of that, i’m broke

Please put that in your notes

Looking for sum hoes with no clothes

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

In my room, redefinin' the meanin' of black holes

Alot of episodesand as the glock loads

She's shivering in the cold, 'cause she's outside with no clothes