This is a song about "Bobby schmurda diss"

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

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

God mc oh my god you gotta see

Winner of the tracks, ricky bobby

See, women are the queens, and bitches just bitches

I’m better stacked that you never diss

You a soft as new edition crackhead like bobby brown

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

I'm in love with your business

Cause you are on the diss,

You fronting niggas hate to meet up withbut my crew holdin' duffle bags bitches

Cigarettes when i'm finished, it's rigorous, to win this meager diss

Winner of the tracks, ricky bobby

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

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

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win