This is a song about "Wearing my beanie"

Wearing all the finest flair

Day and night are my 'posites rare

And i love your mind and ambition

Like a conjoined twin wearing animal skin.

Wearing tanks and tatoos and shit.

That white whip sit like a slight wrist slit

You sitting at the bar wearing barbaro's hair

All your wearing is your ann summers underwear,

Wearing sweaters your grandma sewn

She ain't tryna go low, go head home

In a beanie eating zucchinis dodging the diabetes

Pushing keys like them niggas that were banging on the keys

To she what im wearing

Let my angel sing