This is a song about "Fashion and hype"

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

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

Im the dark knight on a sugar hype.

And you're approaching me right

And i ain't goin' well

Like a fashion cartel,

I fuck and kill just cause its in fashion

You're uncool like my mother kin

The hype i create in sensational

They just need convincing like malcolm little

For sake of hype i break mikes

This ain't 1992 bullets tumblin' out no nines

One one six my favorite fashion

With a little bit of passion