This is a song about "Style"

Quick to grab the fifth and just fire

I know you like my style

Huh, and i don't rock a fake smile

Didn't wanna die kung fu style

You're goin' to hear this and begin to ride on my dick

My style is patent, the measures is drastic

Style getting anarchistic, shudda ate supper

Couple years later they had my brother

Indeed its curtains my style venomous

All we need is convienient love

Try to get wit my style

Through the barbed wire

Got congratulated cause my lyrics and my style

We can talk things over a little a while