This is a song about "Leather"

Slowly getting shredded turning your skin to leather,

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

Like the ripper body parts collected in a jar like leather face

I’m stuntin’ the ferragamo, i’m running that medal pace

I don't care about the nice cars and shoes with the leather,

Well that's not her fucking name, but i think this shit is clever

And your bitch is the type of bitch who really wanna lose

My kostons are the reason that you tossed your wrinkly leather shoes

Can't change who i am, i just try to get better

(the whoever has the ooze leather is band together.)

You been aching for that cuz what they playing on the station is wack

Genuine leather ill be the glue that bring reality and rap

A round, white-leather ball with red stitches.

Screw a chick, go outside and give the coupe a kiss

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

Or whether its tuscan leather, as long as i'm together