This is a song about "Worn"

Feelin' more doubt now? kill your worn out sound.

I heard ya lost do you know your way around

Tap my partner roscoe like bruh, i'm drunk as hell can't you tell

And maybe like your raps, worn-out from the heat of hell

Want you all to listen so i rap it in election form

To your heart and no one warn that this place is so warm now you worn

I despise clothin' worn by the guys posin' like hoes

Body doze, who ? give em karate blows

Contributing the real shit

Worn by a queen or a faggot

Your flow is worn out like those clothes that your trying to fold

Turn it upside down and open your legs if you're real cold