This is a song about "Leather on"

Fall, bitch, give me everything, i'm taking all this

A round, white-leather ball with red stitches.

(the whoever has the ooze leather is band together.)

They is terrycloth with it, i'm italian leather

Leather face, jack the ripper, and even hitler, im all 3 rolled into one joint,

If a nikka tryna beat u/ ask em for a round/ nah dat yall know about me/ i hope that yall enjoyed/

I'm your favorite rapper, fan, it's an honor to shake my hand

Under my leather mask ugly bastard to never be matched

Muffled from the outside weather by this literary leather

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

Feel your chest on top on

Full of shit, like i ate that john

He's buying me leather

Poke out from behind her

Leather seats in that ride from the streets with that pride

So my cup is full, too much pain to fight