This is a song about "Edwardian fashion"

Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion

Cameras flashing because of my actions and my sense of fashion

I guess niggas thought det was da new fashion

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

This is my passion, i'm out atlanta, smashing some action

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

Dress differently, should make your own fashion.

And i like the hoes that need passion

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

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

In a fashion no one could ever imagine

Got a fuckin' blog that needs a post? i can get it done

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

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

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

Throw on some gucci shades cuz im blazed and i call that shit high fashion.