This is a song about "Designer clothing"

The door crack, niggas all black

In their designer jean's back

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

Or your designer clothes littering the floor,

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

Got all the black bitches mad cause my main bitch vanilla

You know that love is a very serious thing

With or without clothing, next to the decomposing

Quickly replacing any clothing that was strafed and warn..

They swore that i was all fuckin' nuts like a gay porn

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

All my shit designer and i’m still a minor

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

Remember meeting you in those italian heels and that designer dress