This is a song about "Bobby graves"

Baby told me that she never memorized a verse

Graves teh rippers raised scythe sharp like michael myers

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

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

Winner of the tracks, ricky bobby

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

Code red, which means you go red

That's what ricky bobby said

Barney bobby johnny, they're here to help me

And all women who had light features, see

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

I leave flowers on the graves of these cowards

I don't do dishes but i throw away your plates

These backpackers and whack rappers i'm sending to graves,

Graves bear those names, and he died a soldier/

Little scrapes, little dents - i got over