This is a song about "Louis atkins"

The golf wang hooligans, is fucking up the school again

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men

Chanel louis prada what a mixture

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Louis prada thats how i stunt

I fear no opponent

Uh, that shit you talk don't move me nada

Shoes, louis, prada, groupie blah blah

Quit tryna act like you the shit, you ain't no louis vuitton

Yesterday i saw a b-girl crying; i walked up and asked what's wrong

I'm so intact so i stay sharp

You could say im like louis & clark