This is a song about "Fashion drugs money"

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

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

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

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

And he was married to my grandmother for money n drugs

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

In a fashion no one could ever imagine

Make them more insecure when they caught one

And you look horrible, you got no fashion.

The deadly places slingin drugs, in thug's mansion

Cameras flashing because of my actions and my sense of fashion

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

Crystal glasseswe mash on them jealous bastards

Sunglasses, hairstyle fashion doesn`t really matters

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win

Dress differently, should make your own fashion.