This is a song about "Bobby ray"

My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

Barney bobby johnny, they're here to help me

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

Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split

So ray j went straight to radio station the very next day

And i promised myself i wouldn't tell you this shit today

You a soft as new edition crackhead like bobby brown

You got that money that break – uh break- breakdown

Concrete buildings yea they block my ray.

Load em up quick, it's time for us to spray

All up under the covers day

My rhymes are like an electric ray

That's what ricky bobby said

Kick back and know yo son set

And get the cake, then i'll tell them that's the winners pay

But it stoppes at one point then continues like a ray