This is a song about "Bobby graves"

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

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

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

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

Graves bear those names, and he died a soldier/

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

I got geechi on her, came back: a hundred chains

Winner of the tracks, ricky bobby

50,000 ones before i hit the lobby

Barney bobby johnny, they're here to help me

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

All these little dreams you got, they're not shit

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

Bobby knight be coachin us

By a brotha who was hopeless