This is a song about "Under armour"

Huh, got to get better with time

Through you under the avc line

I thought i recognized her

Control is what you had me under

Dank dark as catacombs under rome.

Yup, hit e.t up on the cell phone

Them ignorant thrashing mothafuckers is my gang

An under appreciated miracle rainy man

You fried under that heated lamp,

They could never understand

Look inside my closet

Currently i'm under it

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

Head to toe in thick skin shit its like armour,

You little young-ass motherfuckers

Got bitches ducking under covers