This is a song about "Designer shirt"

I'm sensitive, i can feel hurt, just by you shitting on my shirt/

I munch a bunch of tacos with waverly's favorite wizard

We left em a world that's cursed

With a shirt saying fuck the world.

Walked out the church, then got a call that my homie was murdered

People keep runnin from me as i walk the streets cause blood stains my shirt

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

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

All my shit designer and i’m still a minor

Overexposure like i chose hurt with no shirt, turns into a tan

Better pray that this chopper jam like a radio single, man

Got a button down shirt, pop a collar

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

And i hang with wolves cause i'm an evil bastard

I'm on an emotional roller coaster with no shirt