This is a song about "Designer clothing"

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

Yeah, the sex in the sack

In their designer jean's back

I don't rock designer cloths, i rather rock and shock with that raiden robe

You know i’m stickin' to that proper code: strapped up, lock n load

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

With or without clothing, next to the decomposing

Become a coach designer of body bags and coca leaves

Indeed, the flow raw just the same as my levi jeans

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

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

Smell the folgers get the scrotum out your focus

Outgrown clothing need to purchase summery stuff