This is a song about "Shirts"

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

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

Course not, i'm big like horse nut

We dont got our shirts scrunched

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

Tried them didn't work, got impossible standards, nothing i ever do works

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,

We are being wiped off the face of this earth

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