This is a song about "Gloves"

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

Scared to love, readin' all of the above, i'm takin' off the gloves,

Loving forever no one can touch me like i got new gloves

I know howard that college, but uptown has some problems

Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom

I got my ski mask and my black gloves on

Parts unknown my from, steps more silent than oj gloves

Took her to the club bought her three more bottles

So cold you need to wear a hat and gloves when you blast it up

So when i rape a bitch i hold her down and get my best nut

Plastic tarp and gloves left no traces

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love

Wouldn'ta fathomed this, originally abused his day to pray in corduroy gloves

I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush