This is a song about "Wants new clothes"

// [everybody wants you, player]

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

Heat for foes, shoppin sprees with my fleet for clothes

You dead broke, yes folks, the jewels are like egg yolks

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

I take tokes while you little niggas take notes

Wish i could shed all these tears

If he wants to kill himself,

// [everybody wants you, player]

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for

It's disgusting and horrible to see his clothes

That they probably be in the closet of old folks

Play zeus, homeboy, get a replaced tooth

Iron my clothes, pick out some shoes

This is oh so much like getting votes

Went down the aisles, snatchin' all the clothes