This is a song about "Duffys jacket"

Statistics say that niggas with no father ain't going to be shit

To life, striped in a straight jacket, mind void of light, spiked with a great habit

You don't mean that, you faggot

Cold days without a jacket

You could call me a freak, i like to get buck, buck

Walked in the strip club, had my jacket zipped up

But i should really be in a jail cell with a straight jacket

Ghetto whip you lisa like your margerie and homer's kid

Haha ya got scared when i saw ya hiding underneath your jacket,

I ain't got no muthafuckin' daddy, he ain't teach me shit

You saw a woman in a jacket, you had a smile in, your face as you slowly

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

I want diamonds too, ronnie on player's club

Walked in the strip club, had my jacket zipped up