This is a song about "Wear gloves"

Friend or foe, niggas still can't tie the lace though

Wear dem in da sand, wear dem in da snow,

You know i don't wear a rubber

When we not in summer

As far as these bars, my flow life sentence

Whether you wear rags or leopard skins

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love

Plastic tarp and gloves left no traces

Wear my own crown, shoot beyond stardom,

Top ranked, number one my son

Wear that diamond and rep it all day

Load em up quick, it's time for us to spray

As: i’m layin’ in the cut waitin’ for your mom

I got my ski mask and my black gloves on

Wouldn'ta fathomed this, originally abused his day to pray in corduroy gloves

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love