This is a song about "Suit"

Back like dennis the menace, playin lyrical tennis in this endless rhythmical diss

Takes me one second to score like kunitz, a millisecond to take these rhymes and make it suit this

I'm just hopin' and prayin' that i can make it suit ya

See, baby, i'm a leader day away from a libra

And not to be a freak girl, you deserve oral

Put your suit and tie on cuz shit's about to get formal

I must go like fly route

Pink bandanna is my suit

Yo girl's heart seen my diamonds so you know it suit her

Little gate, little fence - i climbed over

I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed

Positioning these words to lines that suit best

I treat arnette like a net when i stop and shoot

There’s nothing positive about that man in the suit,

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket

'cuz i'm fly. everybody looking when i'm on that suit and tie shit.