This is a song about "Fabric drawer"

Billy-club chainsaw, i’m coming through their front door

Hit him with the four or the pistol in the drawer

She feels a baby is the way to save her relationship that ain't nothing

You styles perish in the fabric of the community rhyme is not something

Angled like drafting italics, while you're ass is in panic n' dangled from fabric

Grown man shit tonight no romance shit and you should make this bedroom like monday night at magic

My path is tight 'n chosen, the fabric of life firmly woven

Niggas hate us, but we famous so i never blame them

Some old bitch that we did before

Just open the fucking drawer

It’s ironic how i drop some dough when i got them homer simpsons, look

Reaches for the razor in the dresser drawer, oh god this can't be good

I opened my drawer today and it had all her stuff.

I'm sure you not about to tell me you ain't cum enough

Look in your bedroom drawer theres a key and under your bed theres a chest

Selling my assets, i'm so damn illegal that i need to be arrest