This is a song about "Jimmy k"

Icy k is back, on a verbal attack.

Then clap then shake it without breaking your back

K and b is rarer than a piece of golden coal

One of the coldest, the gracing on that pole

Ridin through my hood with the k with no brakes bitch

They vaguely decipher my language

So i spend it real fast, cause i’m tryna sit and chill

In police k-9 units, barking mad, 'till they see i'm ill,

We might be back in this baby

(a k e) seems like a woman to me

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

Rollex on my neck 20 k for my brother

Roll up niggas be like sex

K family, billionaires

Could he be weird al, could he be jimmy fallon?

I just bask in the moment, give my passion to no one