This is a song about "Louie v shirt"

Pushed twirled and rushed no time to hurl

Lift her shirt them titties bezerk (damn girl)

On my shirt now i gotta do work to remove dirt

I better straighten it out, soon as i get to work

Got a v for vendetta,

She acting all extra

Vomited on this teacher's t shirt, he asked me to leave

I’m a beast when my shit hits the streets these niggas cease

My shirt, purple label my shirt

How little hugs can turn to draws offered

Tell em their ambitions then we need some more of them

The person who made this shirt a fuckin' demon

See 'n agree me on b. b. c or m. t. v.

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Heavenly father, martin, malcolm mixed with them lyrics

Every damn shirt you own is a shirt for showin' off your tits,