This is a song about "Hat"

I tip my hat off to you for that

The door crack, niggas all black

Tell the lady in the liquorstore that she's forgiven, so come home

Watch as i find the bottom of the magic hat, the boldest unknown,

I'm tryin to keep income comin' in and collect on my ass cap

Yeah, i told cornish women come at the drop of a hat

Protein-packed like a powerbar hat trick

Style is patent, the measures is drastic

Back to my abandoned ship wearing the captains hat,

And i rap like a nigga who invented rap

And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody

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