This is a song about "Stop dressing like me"

Step back to the dressing room

Self made coming soon

Its not going to stop me,

But five years from now i bet she see

Who the fuck think they can stop me.

Do you think i'm crazy

Ha, i'm super freaky, no top on the ghini, no flaw in my diamonds

He told me stop fuckin around like a movement of occupants/

People try to tell me to stop

Free throws of money, bet you can’t block

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

Even confusing me bitch stop accusing me