This is a song about "Making fun of their clothes"

Blind as blood flows out of your body untill you froze in your soaked clothes,

And a nigga have ‘em beefin’ on who gon' twist up my new growth

Probably wave goodbye at the same time

Make fun of me and yell at me well fine

And making sure the times square screen shows their dick pic

Nigga, this nigga's forehead is so fuckin' big

These punks would bully me 'cuz of clothes from goodwill,

She seem a little brave, but i sense the fear

Years back you believed that the world was fair

So i took of her clothes got wet there

Making hoes drop to their knees pleading with free blows

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

Until she came trench coat and a thong and shit

Making dollar bills out of music

Don't 'nar confuse, i ain't a friend of you

Takin off their clothes though, take it at face value