This is a song about "Wear me out tonight"

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

Made me fine to go without makeup, and even wear glasses on my face

Cause, see, they call me a menace and if the shoe fits i'll wear it

Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet

If this was a game, i would be considered a mothafuckin' legend

I'm a fucking rap god, niggas going wear me being crucified on the cross and

I wear yo girl out like a fashion statement

A straight thug motherfucker who ain't scared to bust

But tonight is all for me, so baby sleep tight

Got bitches on mollies, they rollin' all night

Know just what you worth

While you wear silk sweatshirts...

My direction good, well-rounded type

There's no dancing for you tonight.