This is a song about "Hawaiian shirts"

C-squared wearin some hawaiian shirts, every one got there butt hurts,

Money never ever hurt 'cuz rapping got a lot of perks

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

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

We dont got our shirts scrunched

So dunn stay silent

The cat's not lyin', got hot raps. hawaiian.

Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Basically these basic bitches crop shirts til they're not covering

They don't have the guts to spit the rhymes,tearing my shirts has got their lines,

Mic in my handi run like marion barberyou haters on the sidelines