This is a song about "Worn"

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

Seven years old in my heart, so i'm stayin' gold

Worn by a queen or a faggot

That's when you know you doing shit

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

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

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

Young and dumb as hell, businesses i'm running well

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

And it's breaking me down, watching the world spin round

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