This is a song about "Clothes"

Looking for sum hoes with no clothes

Other words, fill ‘em up wit’ holes

Cuz no one wears clothes like tht anymore

Sure runnin' like i'm heavy hardcore

Alot of episodesand as the glock loads

Learn it by the g code, fire under them street clothes,

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

Where to begin when love ends on a bad noteor being honest make the trust grow

Laundry my clothes while the feds money laundry

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

Goodwill or salvation army full of clothes,

This is oh so much like getting votes