This is a song about "Louis vuiton"

Dear lord come save me, the devil's working hard

You could say im like louis & clark

And there's little to be glad for

Chanel louis prada what a mixture

Shoes, louis, prada, groupie blah blah

Is written in our souls, africa

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

They swore that i was all fuckin' nuts like a gay porn

This is something different

Louis prada thats how i stunt

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men

Thats why we're always goin and we don't gotta go with them