This is a song about "Straight jacket"

If she cook and keep her vagina like a secret

Take a look at my jacket no you can't match it

I get my paper, y'all just hate

I'll scare you motherfuckers straight

I know i'm not the only bastard in america

Wearin' up in a jacket and designer pelle pelle nigga,

And the governor couldn’t give one fuck

Walked in the strip club, had my jacket zipped up

Black magic crack addicts, better wear a flak jacket,

Back washing to my gang, you don't wanna take a sip

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

I'm going up the snow without being zipped by a jacket

Psycho jacket attached with brackets latched and fastened in a bridle fashion

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin