This is a song about "Dressing alike"

You my homie if we think alike, but there's more to me than just this typical rhyme

My dawgs got rabies, they bitin each otherand it ain't hard to find a friend like mine

Enticed on money and vices alike,

Know the time, know what it's like

Make 'em all similar to mind of an elephant

Acting like a god. dressing up so elegant

She uses my nut like salad dressing

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

I ain't used to it, she got that hot love

Singles think alike, we were brought in the nexus.

Step back to the dressing room

I'm not moving like a cartoon

And he's not fucking working, i think i'm wasting my damn time

Flying fine ese, here's wine as dressing time divine

Like a salad no dressing

Straight g thing, double m g thing