This is a song about "Fashion passion"

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

And you look horrible, you got no fashion.

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

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

I fuck and kill just cause its in fashion

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

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

You need to shut up, i’ve been dedicated to this passion

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Imagine everyone flashing, fashion,

Dress differently, should make your own fashion.

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

In a fashion no one could ever imagine

And it rules everything around them

For all my homies in the pen, many peers deadniggas still ballin

Cameras flashing because of my actions and my sense of fashion