This is a song about "Fitted suits"

I dont want to make it in a office like men in suits,

Plus how he gon’ tell me, he don't make the rules

Higher power where these verses from

With suits blacker than huey freeman

I’m a blood motherfucker, nothing new to tell

#here these dumb ass suits say we ain't suited to dwell

Full of green gold hell yeah that suits me,

Cause im on sum g shityoung money

Estrogen specimen, too fitted to walk,

King of the club, i bet you can’t top

Switch rovers, hit 'em with the gun that's in his holster

Finish fast a biggish blast will knock their fitted caps over

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

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