This is a song about "Dressing gowns"

So it’s more for me, she invited me in her mouth

Circus full of tears and forgotten wedding gowns

Self made coming soon

Step back to the dressing room

I was born to do the damn thing

She uses my nut like salad dressing

Donned in the finest gowns i see my mama,

I make music for a reason, didn't vote obama

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

Art design, archin' mine, fresno to clarke i'm fine

Acting like a god. dressing up so elegant

A straight thug motherfucker who ain't scared to bust

Hey, tell me why my hands start sweating

Like a salad no dressing