This is a song about "Louis isaacs"

Shoes, louis, prada, groupie blah blah

Beautiful are thou, africa

You could say im like louis & clark

I mean that from the bottom of my heart

About disaster in the world and

Louis prada thats how i stunt

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men

When it come to pistols, these niggas don't john lynch them

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

But killing the competition in that cosabella thong

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

Chanel louis prada what a mixture