This is a song about "Fashion"

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

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

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

You think of fashion before it comes time for passion

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

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

In untimely fashion in a grimy alleyway,

Who said i don't rep, i am naija all day

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

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

And you can underrate me, but i know what i'm worth

Sunglasses, hairstyle fashion doesn`t really matters

See me, be complimenting my swagger fashion

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

New passions, enemies new fashion

Catch you up on places i've been