This is a song about "My hats"

They damn dog, you a boss, credits to you hats off

Shame on ya'll, you tryna ball with the game on pause

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

When you realize i'm better at this rhetoric, not even expecting applause.

A #snapshot, them #crazy #bullet #flashes, #hashtag your chest top, gats blast your hats' off

Take a tab of acid and hang with with cats in hats,

87, brick fare, yeah, i’m talking thirty racks

My cash effected, my brain insane,

I was so sincere like nas first name

On they twitter writing novels, see

These my rhymes and my story

Now, if you was the last man walking on earth

They smoke black and wear black hats, with red shirts,

My rhymes propellers, words my instrument

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and