This is a song about "I dress"

Where the black girls get their weaves back

They way i dress is mad.

Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed

Waistcoat under my tux because i always dress the best

Our history that they stole, africa

Let me dress you up as a school girl and rape ya,

Mr. i-don't-give-a-fuck-about-you what they callin' him

She was wearing a black dress with stilletos tossing stones in the ocean

And wale been tellin' other rappers take a deep breath

He screens every call and remember the blue dress

The rest is in my stomach, that's including your breast

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