This is a song about "Wear"

87, brick fare, yeah, i’m talking thirty racks

Crap rappers wear gold chains and hold stacks

Nigga, i got that dilla, premo, swizzy flow

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

Mary lou could wear a black hood too, but she's golden

They down to do it all, i call 'em us open

As rap's king, i wear the crown

Do like a toaster put your bread down

You made me wanna

When i wear a fedora,

While you wear silk sweatshirts...

Talking about the god you serve

I’m a beast when my shit hits the streets these niggas cease

Wear them niggas faces as masks during robberies