This is a song about "No style"

No time to sit i've been walking for miles, bought my own kicks walking in style

Now nigga, look what hell madevisions of cops and sirens, niggas open fire

Probably won't last long, you know it's been a while

I can't seem to get a rap that suits my rap style

I'm glad you didn't part kurt cobain style

Don't give them whats mine run game by the mile

Got congratulated cause my lyrics and my style

Yo, i'm a hot and bothered astronaut crashing while

10 million off of mixtapes before i drop a single

Livin' in style, no more cage, we sippin' cristal,

So i'm hurting. me effort is apparent she not fertile

Become complicated never be wit rythm bringin' style

Specially equities, reckon we smile

It was different version and a different style.

I'm rappin' for the scholars and the hustlers, meanwhile

You see this guy is unattractive and he has no style,