This is a song about "Men s clothing"

Senior on this freshmen rocking that letter men,

On my pg shit, i ain't finna keep them

Body holy water blessed, i'm feeling the stress

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

Rich white and black white-washed men/

I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Clap two times if you drunk

Had to wear the 13's with them

They'll never become better men

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

With or without clothing, next to the decomposing

Rotten bodies piled up, goners or followers men

I take em home, fuck her, get high and never call again