This is a song about "Hat films"

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

Diplomat hat jonathan's unhappy aftermath

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

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

Faculty tripping come later to get your hat back

Dead faces keep my money in a body bag

Make your bitches' therapist ask for dental records

But underneath this hat was some hair and a pair of horns

Bow down, and give you my hat cause i'm nice like that

But since mark put a nigga on that lily track