This is a song about "Hat"

I wear a polo hat

Quick flipping up sexy back

Protein-packed like a powerbar hat trick

Just like a cannon from the teen in nick

The outskirts distribute my vision contributing to the burns i position

Whats withthe hat where do you work at is it that place that i spat at. its been

I like to think i write and rap as tighter than some biker shorts

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

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

And mack maine rap, sing and manage, uhit's young moolah baby

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

He said you're better without him, i'm not the only fuck

Out of the way, with the golden hat on the ground

She ain't ever trippin when a nigga ain't around

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

Now y’all better leave me alone, got license for my chrome