This is a song about "Ferrari clothes"

Reincarnated bitch even worse than before

Cuz no one wears clothes like tht anymore

Iron my clothes, pick out some shoes

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

Right next to the fat lady hitting high notes

Heat for foes, shoppin sprees with my fleet for clothes

In my room, redefinin' the meanin' of black holes

She's shivering in the cold, 'cause she's outside with no clothes

That they probably be in the closet of old folks

But youre there and the fuzz shaking the drugs out your clothes

You dead broke, yes folks, the jewels are like egg yolks

They talk about the foreign cars, bitches, and the finest clothes,

It's disgusting and horrible to see his clothes

Alot of episodesand as the glock loads

Getting the clothes for free that i'm wearing

Just to be around you is a blessing