This is a song about "Prom old fashion"

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

Didn't make it through college, still debating my progress

Dress differently, should make your own fashion.

The deadly places slingin drugs, in thug's mansion

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

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

Nina on my femur is cocked ready for action

I guess niggas thought det was da new fashion

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

I fuck and kill just cause its in fashion

Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion

Cameras flashing because of my actions and my sense of fashion

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

Forever blastin'bitches ain't ready for this thug passion

And never should you tear

Like a fashion cartel,