This is a song about "All for ma style"

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

The heart of a lion but i’m a tiger wood look in there

I been laughed at, hated on, no one would even play my songs

Gangstar am a gangstar since i unleashed ma anger, all because

All these emotions runnin through ma mind

Been trying to put it down long after i was signed

Curse all art forms thinking its the right kinda style

Yo, i'm a hot and bothered astronaut crashing while

In my room, redefinin' the meanin' of black holes

So should i call him a try hard for his style and clothes

This is my own style, all this is my own version,

Oops i meant audemar, my whole team got them

Ur style fuckin sounds all the same,

Can't control the box, you are no mills lane