This is a song about "Livin on a versace"

I bet they thought they'd never see a big gone good

Livin' inside a box, but i make a sick profit,

Livin' life like a soldier on the front lines.

I'm standing on the field full of land mines

Versace versace i am that nigga who rocks the versace

N-i-c in rikers island, downstateall the peoples i met along the way

Livin' with 2 brothers, 2 grandparents and a mother

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Versace versace versace, i'm not driving the audi

Cooking in a laboratory, hoping i can tell a story

If the bitch bad i could pass you a dime

Livin on a yacht yeah maritime

Probably, in a odyssey, so im livin mindlessly.

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Livin on decks that hit the top floor

And slid back north of course to pen more