This is a song about "I dress"

You cross dress like oscar de hoya, your life's a cock fest

They say i walk around like i got a s on my chest

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

Remember meeting you in those italian heels and that designer dress

I get it crackin' like the lips of a nigger, actor

Unlike these rappers who rather dress-up than be a rapper

Luchador like i been masked but still remain fly

Then vest em b4 they dress em wit suit and tie

I dress fresher even my mother fucken blade sharp!

Want the title but im always fighting under card

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

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

They'll tell you i'm a legend in the flesh that is supposed to dress to impress

And that's a better reason to for me to take advantage with sex