This is a song about "Gucci supreme"

I rap supreme no need for dreams

Malcolm x, by any means

They say my music knocks, so i hope it open every door

Baby you like saying my name the most on your gucci bag and more

Wishing i had supreme light like old ass foes

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

First sceneproducers pointin' like action

Supreme cream of the crop every where i've been

Gucci loui fendi belts with the suede felt

Then called her dickface, she call the connect

I ain't into that trick shit, those bitches and those gucci belts?

Bands on top of bands, got me fuckin’ her and her friends

My team supreme the name will always ring,

I come in peace like uh, extraterrestrial being

I'm flying on top yeah my rhyming supreme

Of thinkinthese, are the dreams of a young teen