This is a song about "Fine corinthian leather"

Ace the underdog, thrown them on the back bender

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

If i give a fuck, it's probably from my dick

Tom ford tuscan leather smelling like a brick

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

Slowly getting shredded turning your skin to leather,

Pad on the heel that's a passion of mine

Or anywhere, don't matters, shes fine

I'm starting to seem fine,

She take two man one time

Shoe game bad yeah she might know something

Leather belt fastened, like i'm travelling/

That damier bag i bought her

He's buying me leather

Muffled from the outside weather by this literary leather

We're out with the stars, you're on your way to the best night ever