This is a song about "Through the clothes"

So the next time she buys you clothes, she can get you a bigger bra,

But instead i got a sister, just like me with her mister nada

Went down the aisles, snatchin' all the clothes

Funny, right? ha-ha, this shit's jokes

Well, tyler, hi, i'm dr. tc, and um, i'm guessing

Getting the clothes for free that i'm wearing

So i'm writing you this letter

I rock cool clothes and the dopest sweater,

She's shivering in the cold, 'cause she's outside with no clothes

In my room, redefinin' the meanin' of black holes

They talk about the flash clothes, cars, money, cash hoes,

I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close

Judging from your clothes and your girls and the molly in your lip

Back washing to my gang, you don't wanna take a sip