This is a song about "He k"

Cuz it's k-man, ryan and the bars we got left

That happen to act like a black president

So it’s more for me, she invited me in her mouth

Like police k-9 units filled with barking basset hounds,

Wanna "freak like me," fuck adinaup and down is the object, side to side

K dot got no, flow and dre no dice, my bad thats rata, tat on the mike,

So a-k to your brain, and you ooz-ing

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

Rollex on my neck 20 k for my brother

They be pushing more drug pounds than k-fed's weight,

And i could see you coming home after work late

Young k blowing up the world like the fuckin portland trailblazers.

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse