This is a song about "Danas clothes"

In my room, redefinin' the meanin' of black holes

Route 66 & plus, i'm only stopping to change clothes

Same clothes for days, same spot for months

He dont want the diamonds

Learn it by the g code, fire under them street clothes,

Right next to the fat lady hitting high notes

With women with issues

Iron my clothes, pick out some shoes

Like the limbs on ya feet, i suppose

Dreaming about the cars, clothes, bitches, and hoes,

You low zero and i beat all y'all ass in a game of guitar hero

Ho, ho, goes, père noël in his little mufuckin fat ass clothes clothes, so so

This is oh so much like getting votes

Went down the aisles, snatchin all the clothes