This is a song about "Dressed"

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

Now this shit is turning to a habit

Dressed in your jizzed stained rags

For setting up traps

Never ever pay rent

I get dressed in my sunday best

Got it lock like styles sheek kiss and them

Cause here i am dressed in black all over again

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

Left my home alone, you can call me macaulay bitch

My ambition is wicked i put that shit on my hand

Or i'll come break ya back dressed up in a jason mask,

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

Told the fucking faculty that he was at a meeting and

Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed

Or you still wear power ranger p.j's an mummy helps you to get dressed,