This is a song about "Coat hanger abor"

And i be good til the fat woman sing a note

It's in his coat, and this is what he wrote

Yeah, y’all better watch it, mayne, right here we lock and load

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

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

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

Hang your problems on a hanger

"contemplate", i wrote about her

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

Need a clear mind cause i been blind, got me goin' down that road

Forced to coat it up, then i wrote it/

Ya’ll be highly obliged when i drop my shit

Used to find dope in his coat

Impeccable give it my note

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

While i lay back and take a toke of your personal oz of smoke