This is a song about "Vacuum cleaners"

We all know she’s a closet whore,

Girl, what you grabbing cash for

The window is sharing my place

I’m turned up, i can’t feel my face

Put me somewhere my 3rd eye all scared but i feel like its been open since

And i'm hiding in your closet and imma come out of that shit like jason collins

& my bitch pussy fire gotta extinguish shit, lebron james & shit

I got a closet full of them thrift store tank tops, and you ain't even know it,

What up girl, tell me how you been

Bitch you better clean yo linen

Jim chose to give his work to smash in dough

Take a shit out the car window