This is a song about "Tight shirt"

I got that cold flow, winnipeg, this is work

On my shirt now i gotta do work to remove dirt

Security is tight

Which you know i'm different, right

My shirt, purple label my shirt

You're so white, my blinkers don't work

After i spit it niggas be swimming to get to land, damn

Overexposure like i chose hurt with no shirt, turns into a tan

Two times, cause a youngin ain't died

Step into the game with my lyrics tight

The person who made this shirt a fuckin' demon

This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son

I better straighten it out, soon as i get to work

While niggas flirti'm sewing tigers on my shirt