This is a song about "Same clothes"

I take tokes while you little niggas take notes

Learn it by the g code, fire under them street clothes,

My brothers need some clothes and shoes

And i snap like bob backlund in the booth

You rain-bows, so you just skittles in plain clothes

Right next to the fat lady hitting high notes

Iron my clothes, pick out some shoes

Play zeus, homeboy, get a replaced tooth

Alot of episodesand as the glock loads

Actually, its adorable to see his clothes

Getting the clothes for free that i'm wearing

Straight g thing, double m g thing

Ho, ho, goes, père noël in his little mufuckin fat ass clothes clothes, so so

I'm popping champagne, drinking till i'm jumping out the window

Clothes are dusted and he loathes these kids

One life to live but they all doing life bids