This is a song about "Louis toml"

Shoes, louis, prada, groupie blah blah

Monday night wrestling, i’m so fucking raw

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

Got pills all on my phone, these niggas know i’m wrong

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men

Then dipping with the fucking pen to go sin again

Louis prada thats how i stunt

You couldn't live your life for the moment

Me & mom alone every dinner

Chanel louis prada what a mixture

You could say im like louis & clark

I know my calling's worth like phone card