This is a song about "A ap ricky"

If you a real nigga, you looking in the mirror

They call you a whore, a bitch, a ho, and a stripper,

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

No fucks given to any body ill be shaking and baking like ricky bobby/

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

No fucks given to any body ill be shaking and baking like ricky bobby

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city

Lately i'm feeling shitty, there's no confidence in ricky,

I have the right to be a little cocky, thats why im comparing myself to a$ap rocky

Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party

Now you know you shoulda ducked nigga

Any thing to say a a a a a a

Winner of the tracks, ricky bobby

Walk that body, talk that body

A church hymnal planning a pandemonium

Who endorse them, should pull the plug and stick a fork in them