This is a song about "Jays hat"

Make your bitches' therapist ask for dental records

Imagine if this hat was a crown of thorns

I'm just a newbie loosely pullin' lyrics like rabbits in a hat

You can mix 'em all together you would still be twice as bad

Baby, you got that super bass

Weed and rapping weed in jays

Hear these critics talking now, when i see'em open face

Or when flying down a panel in some hi-top jays

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

Ya bitch start tripping i just flip her off hat balcony

But underneath this hat was some hair and a pair of horns

I like to think i write and rap as tighter than some biker shorts