This is a song about "S jacket"

But i should really be in a jail cell with a straight jacket

I’m tryna have them lips sync, milli vanilli shit

And now i only listen to this hip-hop shit

Take a look at my jacket no you can't match it

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Im happier when high and drunk

But i can't keep you baby girl i'mma confess

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

Ah hell not the beast really i don't give a fuck

Walked in the strip club, had my jacket zipped up

Y'all riddles don't tickle a bit

Yo rhymes are so cold here's a jacket.

Well if its phony your only cause i can get you ins

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