This is a song about "Coat hanger abor"

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

You ain't gotta screw up your face in front of the kids

Remember hugging her with her coat soft with fur

Can't change who i am, i just try to get better

My d & p frizest, they haven't seen the streets yet

Coat hangers on a bed/ ideas passing, keeping fed/

Yeah i'm cold, rolling down your street with your dad's skin as my coat

I know you get lonely when i ain’t home, on the road

Forced to coat it up, then i wrote it/

You don't mean that, you faggot

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

Evertime i try to speak, they immediatey go into berzerk mode,

Now me, stalley, and meek wanna see ross get the a-rod loot

I'm in east rogers park, in a lab coat and a suit

Knife to your throat, leave a suicidal note in your coat

Never did i pedal coke but tony lewis said i'm dope