This is a song about "Fitted suits"

Tailor made suits on overpaid chauffeurs

Where my, soldiers, my true thug rollers

Who cares? it's acceptable to men in suits who make the rules

And you ain't gettin' it, 'til you start payin' jewels

With suits blacker than huey freeman

Miami nights, ain't another one

Yo, i'm a hot and bothered astronaut crashing while

I can't seem to get a rap that suits my rap style

And mack maine rap, sing and manage, uhit's young moolah baby

That creased up white tee...fresh fitted raider hat...always stay strapped test me

I got my du-rag on with my fitted sittin’ on it

Shorty throw it back and a nigga might love that

He was just accostumed to the custom suits/

Homey used to be a player, now i coach fools