This is a song about "Cool clothes"

Right next to the fat lady hitting high notes

I'm rockin' average joe shmoe's regular clothes

Like clothes, herself swallows my census

Play hard to get, females get jealous

Heat for foes, shoppin sprees with my fleet for clothes

Other words, fill ‘em up wit’ holes

Alot of episodesand as the glock loads

Goodwill or salvation army full of clothes,

Fuck it, call me a heathen, that's cool

Kill people, burn shit, fuck school

Yeah, look here i pay dues

Iron my clothes, pick out some shoes

Same clothes for days, same spot for months

He dont want the diamonds

I call that shit that middle school

That high school sounded cool