This is a song about "Arabian style"

I know you like my style

Quick to grab the fifth and just fire

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

Style getting anarchistic, shudda ate supper

No disrespecting baby, just tryna make you smile

Got congratulated cause my lyrics and my style

My rap style is kinda like flying kites,

Aye, lifes a bitch, and i'm cuffing mines

And i need you to show me love

Indeed its curtains my style venomous

Stay brokeit's all in together now

You got a weak style, see, wow,

They just hated my style,

When it comes to spitting that fire

For living my life style

Through the barbed wire