This is a song about "Citygang hat"

Imagine if this hat was a crown of thorns

Make your bitches' therapist ask for dental records

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

I'm the first one to do that i bet you never knew that

Back to my abandoned ship wearing the captains hat,

Sick of hard times so i tell em to fall back

The outskirts distribute my vision contributing to the burns i position

Whats withthe hat where do you work at is it that place that i spat at. its been

I left the city for a minute but it's still on my back

I'm just a newbie loosely pullin' lyrics like rabbits in a hat

I wear a polo hat

It's all good, finna dog that