This is a song about "Prom old fashion"

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

Bashin' blacks and trashin' "faggots" sadly will not go out of fashion

Type e shit like gradius, fashion so radiant, shootin; hawk missiles

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

Psycho jacket attached with brackets latched and fastened in a bridle fashion

But buy a .44, blasting at playa haterswanting more with a thug passion

Your old fashion, jurassic rap is #panned without the #peter,

Quit trying to be somebody's boss and be a leader

I'm just sellin' my thoughts there

Like a fashion cartel,

This shit get critical, always gotta get different one

Shrine in a timely fashion never been cought ain't tryna brag son

Line up in an orderly fashion to get your brains smashed in

Without her making attempts to garner all of my attention

I only wanna kiss, and to buy you a prom dress

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less