This is a song about "Stripped sweater"

A sweater containing heat in cold weather,

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

Spit piff, the embalm fluid stripped from an impaled carcass

Try to keep your spirits up, lil vodka whatever

Salt and pepper, and never even changed an old sweater.

And put it together

Or land soft as a sweater

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

But see me im on this rappad like sleeves onna sweater

Who resort to wearing some little sweater jackets

Two bitches named tiffany i left them with a pair of kids

But what i do know, is that he's real and he lives forever

Ring a bell, it better cause bitch i'll wear a hater like a sweater

Sweater falls i loved them most

High as d'angelo notes in a ghost