This is a song about "Ko styles"

I'm becoming a renegade of what i'm about, nearing what i feared about...

Your not the great so don't ever put the king in your mouth, 1st round ko ding ding and im out

These styles that you never see you better be ready

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

I'll finish the battle k.o.

I'm rolling down the window

Wild styles to mimic, just throw me the key to the honda civic

Trying to get you hot and wet you know jacuzzi that shit

And i give it to y'all, cause y'all respect that

Styles immaculate, heat seaker counterfeit

Off styles i select from anyone i choose to get you a bit of direction

When i rhyme and spit /and write this shit and feel stuck in the darkness that im residing in