This is a song about "Sweater"

'cuz after i drink a bottle, wave my flag and surrender

Salt and pepper, and never even changed an old sweater.

But what i do know, is that he's real and he lives forever

Ring a bell, it better cause bitch i'll wear a hater like a sweater

He still got the smell of my perfume on his sweater

And the moon looking beautiful as ever

I know most guys won't freak together

I rock cool clothes and the dopest sweater,

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her

Was so cold that we'd be freezing in need of a sweater

Sweater falls i loved them most

Hoes i need a condom for my toast

Holes in they sweater, from my lyrical beretta

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

Who resort to wearing some little sweater jackets