This is a song about "Runway model"

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

But i spit faster than model bitches that never get fatter

Did the model, took a flight to the golden state

That involve ballpark franks and silver duct tape

That’s only if they handle

My new bitch is now a model

I spend it make it right back on a monday

Now in a year i can see me on rip the runway,

Rocking moccasins and slow dancing with a model chick

On that water like islands they ain’t swimmin’ you dig

Despite the title, i'm hardly a role model,

That means i wear a suit and bend the truth and feel awful

This that pulpit, i’m hitting niggas with the gospel

Go so postal, oh so bold and cold, i'm not your role model,

I know when you're coming babymy tongue got you going crazy

'cause i'm the only role model, for a person like me.