This is a song about "My outfit"

You make a nigga sing songs nice

See my pain through my eyes,

My compulsion/ concerning my transaction in my cabin/

Like oh, when i see himi live a landslide occur when deers run

Grab my knife and my gun

I can only imagine

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

My leisure, my pleasure, my light, my love, my measure

I pick an outfit and walk down the stairs to the washroom

Made some moves, now i'm known to spit december in june

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

Rap has left me just astounded, then it leaves me so confused,

Ya can see my, my, my, my kick-off so shout

Then swag it out, ounces then bags is out

Thats how i live my life thats my motto thats my armor.

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for