This is a song about "Becoming rick"

My whole family's hating what i'm becoming

Either dumb or smokin' dippers or something

Now i'm rich, flowing on the concrete like slick rick

Shame on themyour legs too little and your t-shirt big

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate

No, man that's grossly fake, like rick ross and drake,

Not even like q-tip,big pun or slick rick

I like my glasses full, as if my eyes is big

Cause honestly i feel the radio is staright filler

Of becoming a drug dealer, warm-blooded killer,

Although this is becoming an obsession,

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

Word rick, word man you heard, but don't get discouraged girl

Wait, i heard about you from that other nigga earl