This is a song about "Bobby s bottom bitch"

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

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

The ice ain't really nothing to her

Starting from the bottom, espn ticker

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

Forgetting the seasonslames not in my lane

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

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

Welcome to the euphoria of cocaine without able

It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple

Come get some, you little bum

B least yow had freedom at the bottom

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

Winner of the tracks, ricky bobby

Bottom line, i'm here to stay

You know what? nigga, it's blacc friday