This is a song about "Fashion killa"

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

One one six my favorite fashion

You're uncool like my mother kin

Imagine everyone flashing, fashion,

I ain't tryna diss you

I'm a killa it's true

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

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

Let me call that hotel

Like a fashion cartel,

That's what i'm screamin when these money hungy cops be chasin

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

Sunglasses, hairstyle fashion doesn`t really matters

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years