This is a song about "Format"

Forever blastin'bitches ain't ready for this thug passion

See me, be complimenting my swagger fashion

But with these words, i'm as free as an intern

Try to come to terms with the fact i'll never learn,

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

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

She was a les 'til i went ahead and screwed her straight

Grab it and handle it, dismantle it 'til you like the shape

Observe: cock and spray

The truth but thats the way

And i been hustling all day, this a way, that a way

I got the cookie-cutter, mami the pepper spray

For him to be true is all you ask but i'm foolish

Corporate motherfuckers, yeah, y'all can't even copy this,

Sunglasses, hairstyle fashion doesn`t really matters

Part of me though, is searching for answers