This is a song about "Clothes hangers"

You know you so pretentious

Like clothes, herself swallows my census

Funny, right? ha-ha, this shit's jokes

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

Play zeus, homeboy, get a replaced tooth

My brothers need some clothes and shoes

I'm rockin' average joe shmoe's regular clothes

Right next to the fat lady hitting high notes

Looking for sum hoes with no clothes

Other words, fill ‘em up wit’ holes

Getting the clothes for free that i'm wearing

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

I rock cool clothes and the dopest sweater,

Boy got dollars, pounds or whatever

And name another new nigga wit a sicker twitter follow

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