This is a song about "Bobby ray"

Of my rap ray. my parade day on may.

Thinkin' why it's not south beach everyday

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

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

Like damn mama the reason i work hard

Got ray bans on call me james bond

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

Tupac and slipknot mixed with billy ray cyrus,

Bobby knight be coachin us

Cause my thing something vicious

No sneak dissin or get fried up crisp by the heat ray

We ain't come for peace, you can bend your knees and pray all day

You a soft as new edition crackhead like bobby brown

I ain't gon chirp ya mobile phone and chase you all over town