This is a song about "Richie styles"

Richie rich, got a candle stick,

Pepe le pew my music

You boneheads styles not yet perfected

Hoes blow for me, i maestro, shit

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

These styles that you never see you better be ready

Was on my grind cause times were harder than a cellar floor

Just gotta be a fighter with no styles that bore

Your words are #pregnant, my styles #inconceivable, #premature death

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

Got heat super freak rick james ya bitch, leave a stain & shit

Wild styles to mimic, just throw me the key to the honda civic

You boneheads styles not yet perfected

It’s no days off, you ain't doing shit