This is a song about "Harry and louis"

And then along came the wrong man for her

His glasses are broken sorry harry potter

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men

That mean i never trust em. and if you ever love them

Grab the scissors and saws and

I’m trifling, damn right ignorant

Chanel louis prada what a mixture

I got something you've been waiting for

Seein' dreams in they sleep

And kill yourself and your clique

I think it excited her

And don't ever (and don't ever)

And i'm dizzy and spinning

Get off a key like i can’t sing