This is a song about "Gucci and prada"

When miles davis cuttin lose with the band

Catch me in the hood, gucci sky mask

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for

God has blessed her, prada dresser

She got me caught up in the moment

And remember what i said and

Don’t i talk nasty, she don’t know my government

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

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

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

They infiltrate our homes, africa

Shoes, louis, prada, groupie blah blah

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men

You in the basement, i'm on the roof again