This is a song about "Edwardian fashion"

Burberry, quite a hell

Like a fashion cartel,

See me, be complimenting my swagger fashion

First sceneproducers pointin' like action

And i like the hoes that need passion

And you look horrible, you got no fashion.

Psycho jacket attached with brackets latched and fastened in a bridle fashion

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Dress differently, should make your own fashion.

What up girl, tell me how you been

One one six my favorite fashion

I wear yo girl out like a fashion statement

They love misleading them having there beliefs fucked

But buy a .44, blasting at playa haterswanting more with a thug passion

Bashin' blacks and trashin' "faggots" sadly will not go out of fashion