This is a song about "Custom"

Afterwards she asks for a custom freestyle flowing

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

Why go enclose a dyke gangster, custom manure

I'm acting brand new, let me check my schedule

Iced rims, custom ish, sounding like a fatter whip

Sippy cup full of whip creamed hot chocolate

Walk into my room thinking how to make moves

He was just accostumed to the custom suits/