This is a song about "Custom"

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

Afterwards she asks for a custom freestyle flowing

I leave this and hope god see my heart is pure

Why go enclose a dyke gangster, custom manure

This the district where politicians is fucking goons

He was just accostumed to the custom suits/

Iced rims, custom ish, sounding like a fatter whip

Malcolm x: get yo hand out my pocket