This is a song about "Expensive clothes"

That they probably be in the closet of old folks

Heat for foes, shoppin sprees with my fleet for clothes

The deepest of your feelings

Hindsight, dimes and fame, expensive things/

I ain't fucking with kfc but i may eat up the box

Go continue staring at the sky,dream of expensive cars

Then im off by the morning i dont no these hoes im just another recordin this

Releasing excessive content, while realizing how expensive this rap project is,

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

You're just mad that i'm like expensive toilet paper

You just need to know i’m comin’, i’ll kill you niggas this summer

Im colder than guccis burr, my style is more expensive versace fur!

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

Same clothes for days, same spot for months

Right next to the fat lady hitting high notes

Route 66 & plus, i'm only stopping to change clothes