This is a song about "Suit"

In my reign which consists of green whiff on my stick shift i don't sneak diss but i give sleek kiss

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

Bring ya soulto tha true, let em know we come through

This rap shit don't suit you, rather shoot you

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

Money is essential so money, case, need job interviews so suit, case

Pockets morbidly obese, i'll be tourin for loot

Don't you hate it when you forget to wash your skin suit

You're the reason i can stand tall, me and my girlfriend

Positioning these words to lines that suit best

Never meant to make your daughter to cry

Then vest em b4 they dress em wit suit and tie

That's all a nigga needs, i get through without food

The devil doesn't wear prada, the devil wears a suit,

I'm in east rogers park, in a lab coat and a suit

Yeah, real or fake, bitch!hotter then the summer coupe