This is a song about "Ko styles"

I be way out in cali, got hoes of all types

A lyrical shapeshifter can use different styles

With hugs and kisses, valentine cards and birthday wishes

My styles different a schizophrenic kiddish who twitches,

I got styles sick as hell, sicker than sickle cell anemia

Inside of the cage cause i'm a motherfuckin' zebra

Cause in 16 years, you let your kid down the existence, none

Homie, follow me i got styles, you can copy one

She feels a baby is the way to save her relationship that ain't nothing

You styles perish in the fabric of the community rhyme is not something

My styles universal aliens feel it

But i'm leaving town in a little bit

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

I'm already running in. what exactly is keeping him? do you know what we were in?