This is a song about "Rocking red hats"

When i cock the beam back, i'm aiming for supreme hats

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

Shorty rocking to the beat.

Hot whips somethin cold on my feet

Hopin' that my niggas see

Rocking that twist like elvis presley

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

Harder to quit, the cigarettes and green bags

Cnn, nbc, cbs, creep in my home

Rocking female cologne

She said look ma, no hands and no darling i don't dance

Man we pullin' out like jack rabbits out of magic hats,

Is not far from white girls with big bread

Kushed up and my eye red