This is a song about "Hat"

Protein-packed like a powerbar hat trick

Either that or they 4:4, some call them fantastic

Come on kids, fuck that class and hit that bong

Rolling with my yankees hat on

Niggas fuck with your boy, i can make you some money

Ya bitch start tripping i just flip her off hat balcony

Don’t let it drift away like a feather and i’m home, home, home

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

Sup on my hat like that motherfucker friendly

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

Got the perfect plan to help me get her

City on my hat, so fly they need a charter