This is a song about "Ian parker"

Keep that tucked ‘fore somebody get hurt

I could be brian and you could be stewart

You a bitchass, little like stewart

I hear my niggas screaming fuck the world

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

Only person i can trust in this world is my chauffeur

And i need you to show me love

Peter parker flow, no glasses

Two lips blowin' kisses, muah to my mistress

Call me walter white, cause i break bad in business,

This is walter, fresh above the water

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

And we're ballin' like when walter frazier fought the lakers,

Baby told me that she never memorized a verse