This is a song about "Clothes"

My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks

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

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

My other capo in this big-ass.. conglomerate called death row

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

That they probably be in the closet of old folks

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

With my hand under oath, i recite these quotes

I rock cool clothes and the dopest sweater,

Ay yo you wonder who i are

But youre there and the fuzz shaking the drugs out your clothes

Alot of episodesand as the glock loads

Went down the aisles, snatchin all the clothes

If we ain't right and always at the throats