This is a song about "Justin in a dress"

But still homey keep it real, how does it feel

A pine box, closed casket and mommy's black dress is real

I can shoot 'em there, dress up like a cop and abort,

No dirt weed, give me purp with no seeds, please aboard

Nasty new street slugger, my heat seeks suckers

You dress like a french maid or maybe a naughty nurse

They don't ask for a pass when yo ass waltz in my dress room

I'm feelin on that 'rillo till i'm level with the moon

Satin to the silks, i'm icy when it's sunny

I burst in the game dress the scene so ugly