This is a song about "Fine corinthian leather"

Spies are my brethren, stand with the leather skin,

Look, they gon' love me for my ambition

"contemplate", i wrote about her

A dominatrix freak n leather

Just like a cannon from the teen in nick

Tom ford tuscan leather smelling like a brick

Are you comingto the point that your running

Leather belt fastened, like i'm travelling/

Crushin up untill weed it is fine dust (fine dust)

Lean like the side of the shoe on a giant

Muffled from the outside weather by this literary leather

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

Welcome to organized crime

I've turned out almost fine,

(the whoever has the ooze leather is band together.)

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are