This is a song about "You wear hats"

Let's enjoy our younger years

While you wear silk sweatshirts...

Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck

So cold you need to wear a hat and gloves when you blast it up

For her style is rarity for anything else she could not wear

And when i'm done with her, ain't no other male to compare

You wear a shirt, my records even in a jail

They giving niggas letters here and they ain't sending mail

Udc where he met my mother

You know i don't wear a rubber

Mic defibrillator give you haters heart attacks in advance

I'll pick up your bill then shoot you dead and the tangueros will tip their hats

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

They smoke black and wear black hats, with red shirts,