This is a song about "Louis robertson"

Louis prada thats how i stunt

But got comma’s in my statement

Shoes, louis, prada, groupie blah blah

They claim it as their own, africa

Like damn mama the reason i work hard

You could say im like louis & clark

Pay a whole semester in a motherfucking song

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

Chanel louis prada what a mixture

I made a promise to the mirror

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men

And it rules everything around them