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

Goodwill or salvation army full of clothes,

Alot of episodesand as the glock loads

Small time drinkin getting high with them armiesjust another knucklehead kid from the gutter

I took my clothes of and climbed on top of her she and i kissed and kissed, making out i prefer,

No clothes for those with no physique, making the japanese look like the greeks

That you allow me to work it 'til you know what your actual worth means

And their only fucking mission is making a billion

Whole team in dem new drops; nigga you should go && go cop one

"instead, sniff some of this cocaine, it's fun;

They down to do it all, i call 'em us open

Make fun of me and yell at me well fine

They ain’t got no life ‘cause they always on mine

Thugs in their clothes, hustling with drugs to get love from the hoes

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

Fly as shit for no goddamn reason

Spilling blood of rappers, oh what good fun/