This is a song about "Bobby graves"

Names and graves and the poor children who's parents are now gone away.

So if you see us in the club, go on and walk the other way

That's what ricky bobby said

You already know you're dead

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

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

Graves teh rippers raised scythe sharp like michael myers

Breaking into your house with nothing more than a bobby pin.

I got a spot for us all, so we can ball, at thug's mansion

Why e.d.iprovide shit, fo tha needyand take from tha greedykadafi, is not sloppy

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

Bobby knight be coachin us

Cause my thing something vicious

You a soft as new edition crackhead like bobby brown

Try to keep my spirits up, that's why i lays it down