This is a song about "Shirts"

So dunn stay silent

We dont got our shirts scrunched

Pissin' on the demons of the earth

They smoke black and wear black hats, with red shirts,

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

Basically these basic bitches crop shirts til they're not covering

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

C-squared wearin some hawaiian shirts, every one got there butt hurts,

Bet they on my dick tonight, all my women fly as shit, why your bitches scared of heights

They don't have the guts to spit the rhymes,tearing my shirts has got their lines,