This is a song about "Stab louis"

Quit tryna act like you the shit, you ain't no louis vuitton

Do he kiss you on the forehead and keep you warm

This is something different

Louis prada thats how i stunt

Shoes, louis, prada, groupie blah blah

Educate yourselves, of africa

If you do have friends they stab you in the back

I deserve a medal, lap 'em on every track

Keep screaming, this is amusing to me, i stab you repeatedly

Hopefully they see the talent i carry just like jimmy

Stab you to fuckin' death like my name was norman bates

I don't do dishes but i throw away your plates

Stab you faster than you can say sid vicious,

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

Friends that stab in the back instead of slapping n' smack

Pouring liquor for my niggas that was killed, send em back