This is a song about "Shirt"

Overexposure like i chose hurt with no shirt, turns into a tan

Chima ferguson's bangin', you ace niggas is low card, wolf gang

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

Then i vomit on your t shirt like it's mom's spaghetti

This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son

Pants up and shirt tucked in,the nerdy version

Stuck in my high, afraid of heights, i'm trapped

Got my shirt off the club too packed

Regardless to all them, i appease her

Got a button down shirt, pop a collar

So if it comes down, may the best man win

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

Wolf shirt stuntin like kassem g, you ain't met a motherfucker bad as me

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

My shirt, purple label my shirt

Chasing them checks, nike work