This is a song about "Edwardian fashion"

Beyond the extremities of every one and anyone

Shrine in a timely fashion never been cought ain't tryna brag son

Imagine everyone flashing, fashion,

You're uncool like my mother kin

All my niggas rolling, and we bout that gun play

In untimely fashion in a grimy alleyway,

New passions, enemies new fashion

With a little bit of passion

One one six my favorite fashion

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

Line up in an orderly fashion to get your brains smashed in

So i proceed to make gs, eternally in my mission

Out in the district they selling water and buying pistols

Type e shit like gradius, fashion so radiant, shootin; hawk missiles

Don't care about cool fashion/i'm a loose cannon

We buy guns and more guns, to give to the young