This is a song about "Coat"

Then time rode, shawty trappin', plus she get it showed

That im a slice off ya skin and make a new coat

Gat under my sheep coat, i'm blowin' clouds of weed smoke,

I grew up looking up to niggas that was selling coke

I don't know why i'm even on this track

Same game, same blood, same coat on my back

Shit grand like a muh-fucking bass load

Used to find dope in his coat

Had a dream like martin luther, little bit of hope

I just know you need to go and grab your freshest winter coat

Sacrivicing your money for food on hoes you'll end up hungry and broke.

Hello in these past few rhymes i have revealed my life i wrote no sugar coat

There's no answer for it, these rhetorical lyrics

Excuse me miss, fuck your a long coat wrapped around three midgets,

Get an ak and massacre you all with gold all in each coat

So i catch him stretchin', have him guessin' where his cracker throat