This is a song about "Shirts"

We are being wiped off the face of this earth

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

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

Money never ever hurt 'cuz rapping got a lot of perks

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

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

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

Cuz id be lyin and yall be fine chase bread with my dog muthafucka felines

We dont got our shirts scrunched

Course not, i'm big like horse nut