This is a song about "Dress costume"

Inspired by that ganja most 9-to-5ers just can't afford

I can shoot 'em there, dress up like a cop and abort,

I burst in the game dress the scene so ugly

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

Deep down, i'm an emo fuckin' faggot that's depressed

You cross dress like oscar de hoya, your life's a cock fest

Unlike these rappers who rather dress-up than be a rapper

And served it to the public on a silver platter

With pop tunes that costume our doomed slewed truths

Pathological liars even know i'm the truth

He screens every call and remember the blue dress

And wale been tellin' other rappers take a deep breath