This is a song about "Life jacket"

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Haha ya got scared when i saw ya hiding underneath your jacket,

To life, striped in a straight jacket, mind void of light, spiked with a great habit.

And every nigga suddenly be rappin bout that trap shit

Yo rhymes are so cold here's a jacket.

I'm back on my sixty six six shit

But that's a shitty accent you should've figured that

Jackson in the jacket show goes on without the racket

But i should really be in a jail cell with a straight jacket

So in the mean time, keep it moving or accept that

Sit the fuck down all you old niggas stand me, faggot

I'm going up the snow without being zipped by a jacket

I know the world been waiting for that

I need to be in room with a straight jacket