This is a song about "Coat hanger abor"

I feel healthy with weed smoke and an ox up under my sheep coat,

Your album sound like some shit a fake wiz khalifa papa wrote

And her little baby daughter really love them harry potter books

With them jordans on and the sheep coat, the weed smoke from that good kush,

Remember hugging her with her coat soft with fur

My game tighter than bitches that ain't fuck in forever

And i ain't talking rap, man, i'm coming up this road

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

Am i supposed to coat it up? am i not allowed to open up?

Now this counselor is trying to tell me that i'm emo, she don't give a fuck

Used to find dope in his coat

I know you just doing your job

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

By the bodega, iron under my coat, feeling braver

I bet you've never seen a pig fly, nope

Kkkhhkkk..i slit her throat blood spills all over her coat