This is a song about "Suits"

Everybody know me like the contra code for extra men

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

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

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

And its simple as that baby

Full of green gold hell yeah that suits me,

With suits blacker than huey freeman

Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them

He was just accostumed to the custom suits/

Flyer then the rest of them, still got my nike boots

Tailor made suits on overpaid chauffeurs

We are being wiped off the face of this earth

A fuckin' sausage fest will them shaky niggas get married then

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