This is a song about "T shirt"

Leaving a jaw in awe unable t-t-t-to comment.

Great sex, she ain't slept, she can't rest tomorrows that big test

I'm sensitive, i can feel hurt, just by you shitting on my shirt/

I munch a bunch of tacos with waverly's favorite wizard

Got the vans on, plaid shirt and some skinny jeans,

And she throws up whatever she eats

That we picked up at the last concert

Stop the crying there mascara on her shirt

Every damn shirt you own is a shirt for showin' off your tits,

There's no answer for it, these rhetorical lyrics

While niggas flirti'm sewing tigers on my shirt

On ds y’all, ds flow like nothing y’all heard

I got that cold flow, winnipeg, this is work

On my shirt now i gotta do work to remove dirt