This is a song about "Style and glamour"

Annihilatin' those, i'm rakin' but makin' dough

My style flips and switches every time, i know,

I know they gon' see me unless they senile

Got congratulated cause my lyrics and my style

Got congratulated cause my lyrics and my style

Yo, i'm a hot and bothered astronaut crashing while

There was a flood of emcees tryna hop on and bite the style,

I'm rappin' for the scholars and the hustlers, meanwhile

And dusting off the porcelain and open when their cock is out

That collectively murks ur style and the circle u stay around//

I’m sayin’ that i know, revealing them most

And watch these style niggas try their best at pulling hoes,

You got mad style and now my hands tied

Must be a lady in tha light