This is a song about "Straw hat"

Came home shit is real niggas still in the trap

I tip my hat off to you for that

Bow down, and give you my hat cause i'm nice like that

While i am poppin' like a snappin' crack

Pull his hat off hijack his sled

Cop me air ones, hon, lime and red

That creased up white tee...fresh fitted raider hat...always stay strapped test me

But real freaky in tha darkplus i got some enemies, baby

I like to think i write and rap as tighter than some biker shorts

But underneath this hat was some hair and a pair of horns

So as soon as i hear y'al on some real pro black

Faculty tripping come later to get your hat back