This is a song about "Balenciaga"

But bravo you made it, you lost the battle and made people believe that you got polio

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

You fool deserve a bravo followed by stamp hoe on your forehead

Not mine, i'm with wale, i'm just a tourist on the set

Bravo to the charlies who delt-ya the wrong hand, yet you're out to wreck

An eighth of grape ape hella joints to the head got my eyes all varsity red