This is a song about "Bobby graves"

But here i am, ricky bobby, shake and bake it

Stuntin' for the fuck of it, i ain't with the sucka' shit

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

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

The way she walks and causes a fuss

Bobby knight be coachin us

But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play

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

You a soft as new edition crackhead like bobby brown

Your bitch texted me, wants it now so i had to knock her down

Winner of the tracks, ricky bobby

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

And that i spent the night with her

Graves bear those names, and he died a soldier/

That's what ricky bobby said

You could say i'm friends with fred