This is a song about "Suit"

Wet willy shit, pussy i need a minute

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

Pink bandanna is my suit

Keep your mouth locked, screwed and glued

Positioning these words to lines that suit best

I confessed bein' atheist, they said i was possessed

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

This my zombie circus, you better get a fuckin' ticket

And if i do go you better come through

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

All my niggas get together to gather loot

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

So soon. minding your own business walking down the street just doing you like nike says.

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

You wonder how it feels to walk a mile inside tha shoes

All i got is this orange jump suit, i got sick from grapefruit juice,