This is a song about "Stripes"

I can't see yalet's show these fools how we do it over on this west side

Hit you with one strike, knock stars out your stripes 'cause your still what i don't like

I earned my stripes like i stole some old sneakers

And i swear, my lord, i been down to earth

Hit you with one strike, knock stars out your stripes 'cause your still what i don't like

Now can i take it off yarub my tongue across yai do it so right

While you were playing playstation, my pencil was erasing lines

So don't dare talk about respect if you haven't earned your stripes

Stole my stripes from the pelt of a now panther

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

We got stripes in my city, ain't none of my niggas yankees though

My money for folarin, but you do not get to throw