This is a song about "T shirt"

With a shirt saying fuck the world.

Uh, and how i wish i would've met you first

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

These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference

Then i vomit on your t shirt like it's mom's spaghetti

Highest form of respect, if you say you're not ready

My shirt, purple label my shirt

The concept is so absurd

You can get naked or just keep on your shirt

And i can get em all without lots of effort

And stay focused on the women and you get less done

The person who made this shirt a fuckin' demon

Stop the crying there mascara on her shirt

Suspended from school coolest nigga without effort