This is a song about "Gavin and ricky"

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned

And i'm dizzy and spinning

I do the right thing

Self-awarding, negligence of the less important

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

And kill yourself and your clique

Outstanding clout, what up greg street

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

Bandana p, blow thirds, the 4 take you on all fours

They say nothings ever free

Winner of the tracks, ricky bobby

Lady at the frank stand will

And inhospitable,

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

She's on my line like i'm fishing i got that