This is a song about "Designer clothing"

With or without clothing, next to the decomposing

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due

You'll never get to the top with your rotten clothing or are you just posing you

Remember meeting you in those italian heels and that designer dress

I shall not fear no man but godthough i walk through the valley of death

Stir up all these feelings inside of her

All my shit designer and i’m still a minor

Quickly replacing any clothing that was strafed and warn..

Around here i am the g.o.a.t. like the capricorn

Or your designer clothes littering the floor,

And it's 2 clips, i get out to play for

Wearin' up in a jacket and designer pelle pelle nigga,

I know i'm not the only bastard in america