This is a song about "Gucci down to the socks"

Down the street to the car,

I'm a fucking rap star

In order to be a jock wear cool socks and be on the football team and get lean

But whatever it is baby hope you pledge to your dreams, forever my queen

They get mad when i lay up in the porsche box

Walkin my ass to school with mismatched socks

Stop the clock and take their watches, cop 'em, got no shoes or socks,

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

They not pulling in no green like smoking whent that rello broke

Socks you find beneath the commode, highroad being radioed

I better get my gown

So hard to keep the tears down

The faker they shakin' my hand

Catch me in the hood, gucci sky mask

Yes, it's the illest bitch around, flawless and brown

You'd have to be the dumbest fucker around to through down