This is a song about "Fitted suits"

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

Finish fast a biggish blast will knock their fitted caps over

Gangsters walkin' 'round in suits, i bring out the thug in them,

Just in case a nigga never see that thrill again

We can talk things over a little a while

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

Cow print t-shirt like mothafucking dog

Estrogen specimen, too fitted to walk,

He was just accostumed to the custom suits/

This the district where politicians is fucking goons

You see they way out they minds with no return ticket

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

Tailor made suits on overpaid chauffeurs

Penncounting pennys over tha years