This is a song about "Dressed"

If he keep going, pass the torch to him

You the best dressed with ya breasts showin'

My all gold rolly or the

Im dressed up like fucking santa

I'm awfully dressed, i'm quiet with my food that's on the tray.

Feeling like these rap niggas ain't as real as they say

Look in the scope, my people still a target

I'm always dressed up but i never slack shit//

Serial killer villan dressed in everything but black

That i never had, but wrote it in my raps to make you mad

And all the girls we knew that screamed fuck you going let me then

Cause here i am dressed in black all over again

I gallop on a six legged horse dressed in steel and blood,

I had beautiful words but girls never listened

Dressed like a sailor, standin' by a pail of garbage

Fat sack of knives in the passenger side, bitch