This is a song about "Leather coat"

Leather seats in that ride from the streets with that pride

I just think we need one night, can't decide if i came right

That im a slice off ya skin and make a new coat

This be the realest shit i ever wrote

That white whip sit like a slight wrist slit

Forced to coat it up, then i wrote it/

Hi my name is bob and i work at my job

Kkkhhkkk..i slit her throat blood spills all over her coat

The first one, i pull turns you into severed leather,

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

Their leather seats in the two-door mustang shit…

If she cook and keep her vagina like a secret

The director, host is my agenda, italian leather

Well that's not her fucking name, but i think this shit is clever

I was a black sheep, but now i'm just a goat

It's in his coat, and this is what he wrote