This is a song about "Shoes and clothes"

Everybody coming home deserve a white benz

Jordan on my shoes, i got the eights and tens

But youre there and the fuzz shaking the drugs out your clothes

Alot of episodesand as the glock loads

I rock cool clothes and the dopest sweater,

I gotta bounce, i don’t call her

Go to thrift store and pick up your missing shoes

Silver bullets, purple piff, blue pills, grey goose

We in control, the people know i speak the truth

Sober up and i'm in narnia without any shoes

You hear the words coming from my lips bastards

Think they tight, with their fancy clothes and fighting words

So should i call him a try hard for his style and clothes

With my hand under oath, i recite these quotes

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

I saved her number just in case but now it’s case closed