It’s all mine

What do i do with all this fashion?

What do I do with all this style?

With these pieces I have in piles,

Me looking good, does it make you smile?

I can tell you’ve been dry for a while,

Put this drip on, it’ll last you a few hundred miles,

Don’t think twice,

Eat the pie,

And when they ask you “Why?”,

Just say “cause it’s all mine”.