This is a song about "Bobby is a lost nigga"

Fall, bitch, give me everything, i'm taking all this

Im just a lost soul tryna figure out what my mission is,

No snakes, royalty hating niggas don’t get no pussy

The dude that your with is only a bitch nigga so let him be

Lost arrowheads of a lost society,

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

Rap is the kinda thing that a nigga excel at,

I left the city for a minute but it's still on my back

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

Cause this shit is dope, nigga this is not a normal verse

Its no days off, although i'm bored to work

If real shit is dead then nigga i'm a bastard

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

Winner of the tracks, ricky bobby

But fuck that, cindi was my dope fiend motherwelfare checks never stepped through the front door

Because now a nigga hot enough to fuck with one of satan' hoes is it real or