This is a song about "I got new clothes"

Got that new crib in candy lane

I'll never call you bitch again

The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that

I look like a bum, yo my clothes ain't about shit

Got a new song in my brain.

Now that's what you call a game

I tear off her clothes, and take a knife to her throat

And yea i should’ve seen the signs by my first quote

And went and got some new shit

You ain't gon find that

Verse two:yeah niggai got tha word as hellya blew trial and tha judge gave you

Cause i got the illest satirical lyrical untamed brain that's nothin new

I swear if you lettem take your clothes then yeah they'd prbly take it.

When i'm fuckin' and we on cloud nine for that minute

Now i can't afford clothes from the god damn thrift shop

Had so much kush and ciroc, bitch, i think my heart stop