This is a song about "Suit"

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

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

You ain't never shed light on nothing that they're going through

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

Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that

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

Thats my belief, and imma stick wit it like my semen when i hit it on the bitches

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

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

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

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

Life's lemons is bitter, i need another fruit

Suit 'n tie, saggy's 'n rag, say goodbye, in the body bag.

Pouring liquor for my niggas that was killed, send em back

Now me, stalley, and meek wanna see ross get the a-rod loot

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