This is a song about "Layers on layers of clothes to play in the snow"

Sorta like drano...you know how the game goes

Money's on my mind, break the bank, now the clothes and hoes,

She told me erything is real

Sitting back all these layers need to peal

Never in my life thought you'd be the one to play me.

I keep that hottie, just look at her body

He carried weight like a mack truckgonna bust on some playa haters

I use to chew gum like uh playa, name the name brand, yeh, i call it layers.

Thinkin they true players, but they soft as fuck after the first couple of layers

Be financially stable or busting tables for paper and caught the chasers.

I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottlesi make mistakes but learn from every one

Say your fucking prayers, stop cuttin layers, gods telling me your a sin waiting to happen,

That they probably be in the closet of old folks

She's shivering in the cold, 'cause she's outside with no clothes

I'm ripping the shows, hitting the dough

Well, i'm homeless man, i sleep in the snow/