This is a song about "Fly nigga bob ross"

Yes siree 'bob', i was thinking the same thang

It's all too black for me to blame it on the man

That's making your head bob even if the music was muted,

Chickens and waffles instead, and right back to this balling shit

The you should look up in the stars

Just like free way rick ross

Like a boss, so check off rick ross

Speed up, patience, please cause

Slangin' rocks with your glocks put this tape in your box

Let's take this shit back,no more rip offs motherfuck rick ross

Weighin 165 and these tricks should die

Step back and watch me fly

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

Temperatures risesniggas blinded by my lyrical disguise

Ran right in ross, lookin' real prominent

What the fuck? gee willikers and no, i'm not drunk