This is a song about "Suits"

Gangsters walkin' 'round in suits, i bring out the thug in them,

I take em home, fuck her, get high and never call again

Wake up, turn on your tv and see my ass again

Gangsters walkin' 'round in suits, i bring out the thug in them,

I dont want to make it in a office like men in suits,

Ain't had shit to loose, pullin' my pistol on them fools

Tailor made suits on overpaid chauffeurs

It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse

I can't seem to get a rap that suits my rap style

Probably won't last long, you know it's been a while

So pun... it's no new shit and it ain't no fun

With suits blacker than huey freeman

But little did they know, i’m trying to change the rules

He was just accostumed to the custom suits/

#here these dumb ass suits say we ain't suited to dwell

Cash and hell rell. zeek doin' 3, he even fell, hell