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

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

I lost my nigga last week, tears still lingering

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

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Winner of the tracks, ricky bobby

They say i talk like im god body

Lost in sound a cloudy haze

Just know that i'm always

You a soft as new edition crackhead like bobby brown

They say i’m special as devin hester on fourth down

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

Sipping moscato with models having exotic dishes

Wale, d.c. thats me, huh

Your shit is whack, nigga

//fast flow to match the beat, if you do it slow you probably wont notice the internals lol

Battle section is good and all, but for a wild nigga like me, that shits too small