This is a song about "Shirt people"

How you gonna look in your son's face and turn your back

Blood on your shirt, burst, when you rap and attack,

On my shirt now i gotta do work to remove dirt

Know i meant, every motherfuckin word

My shirt, purple label my shirt

Too focused, one word

I fix the hem of my shirt, i guess now we're curt since you love to subvert,

I'mma about to mess up all of itjust dont say another word

The race war, when it's us against all of them

Pants up and shirt tucked in,the nerdy version

Soaked smelly t-shirt, let my heart do a spin.

In a collision, i see their ambition

A favorite of my homies when we floss on our enemies

It hurts, the worst hurt like gettin burnt beneath your shirt crease,

Half belizian, half from the phillipines

Got the vans on, plaid shirt and some skinny jeans,