This is a song about "I wear staples gear"

I wear yo girl out like a fashion statement

8 in the morning when that street clock bust

The next day you is everybody target

I probably would wear 'em but my dick don't fit

Fast lane on that last gear,

The vision is quite clear

I stepped up my game, and went up a gear

Laugh at the money that's stuck in the chandelier

Either that or they 4:4, some call them fantastic

I hide my true identity like the top gear stig,

That's why i always wear a sun glass on my picture page

If you never do, still niggas look at you strange

Can barely walk the city streets

Fuck what i wear when i'm lying with them creeps!