This is a song about "Hats"

Take a tab of acid and hang with with cats in hats,

Yeah ballgame, i swear the hoes wasn’t in my plans

I'll pick up your bill then shoot you dead and the tangueros will tip their hats

Witness me strapped with macs, knew i wouldn't play thatall you old rappers trying to advance

They smoke black and wear black hats, with red shirts,

Love my women with high heels and high standards

I wear green hats because i'm fortunately lucky

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

Man we pullin' out like jack rabbits out of magic hats,

Or just another one of my black jesus traps

So keep your hats on the rap's on so get your strap on

Told her that her pastor was a faggot and he likes john

My lines are so original they make yours look like a shitty spinoff

A #snapshot, them #crazy #bullet #flashes, #hashtag your chest top, gats blast your hats' off