This is a song about "Coach k miss ross"

I should've known you're soft on the inside and the most easy to approach,

They hatin on me just like a sudden change coach.

Sorry coach, it's too late to tell me stop

The beggars can't borrow, the record sales drop

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and

Ran right in ross, lookin' real prominent

J k, im just a joker

Huh, i can't interpret her

Like i'm only serving 20 rocks

Like a boss, so check off rick ross

The you should look up in the stars

Not to mention rick ross

Maybe i should buy some hundreds, wear some fucking skinny jeans

Become a coach designer of body bags and coca leaves