This is a song about "Ko styles"

Knowing i can go wherever and get 8 more

Just gotta be a fighter with no styles that bore

You boneheads styles not yet perfected

For the next one to call me up talking that shit

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

These styles that you never see you better be ready

You boneheads styles not yet perfected

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

Watch me blow like i exhale i excel in this rap shit

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

I'm dissin every bitch who's talkin shit when their styles suck

And i ain't shallow, material things suppress bad luck

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

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing