This is a song about "I dress"

Dress differently, should make your own fashion.

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

He screens every call and remember the blue dress

The best is that which i accept and nothing less

A pine box, closed casket and mommy's black dress is real

But still homey keep it real, how does it feel

I shall not fear no man but godthough i walk through the valley of death

Mind its something about you.....i want to be just like you,see your meat dress,

I dress fresher even my mother fucken blade sharp!

And they wonder why these california earthquakes hit so hard

My girl's looking gorgeous in a whore's dress

Dc has never seen such progress

In a hairy mess, doused with gas, light her dress with matches

Now momma told me be careful who you love

Nigga cue me in i'm a peruvian drug lord

I can shoot 'em there, dress up like a cop and abort,