This is a song about "Raider hat"

Playing bootlegged tomb raider, and using newspapers to roll up

Family getting bread, well he about to get his loaf cut

Must be something you want me to see

Sup on my hat like that motherfucker friendly

Yeah, i told cornish women come at the drop of a hat

You can mix 'em all together you would still be twice as bad

Bitches don't clap with their hands, so i do not talk to my hands

Diplomat hat jonathan's unhappy aftermath

But underneath this hat was some hair and a pair of horns

I like to think i write and rap as tighter than some biker shorts

Watch as i find the bottom of the magic hat, the boldest unknown,

For imitatin the off switch like i'm on top of my own

Out of the way, with the golden hat on the ground

Blue ball, who fault? mine, only cause i stick around