This is a song about "Peyton s jacket"

Walked in the strip club, had my jacket zipped up

Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck

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

Didn't make it through college, still debating my progress

My g"s have been handcuffed,

If you ever feel alone and

With enough shit to raise your block in one dip

Got mad rhymes that's in a strech jacket

And you rap niggas looking funny tryna talk back and shit

I'm going up the snow without being zipped by a jacket

So don't be acting shyi run my fingers through your hairthen i lay you on the bed

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

Cold days without a jacket

Saying they this and that

My real fans gon’ ridegot my own shoe, clothing line

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.