This is a song about "K i a"

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

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

J k, im just a joker

Yeah i'm gon' leave with her

Then i pick up my controller, and play 2k

I’m on this one way headed where the slums play

K family, billionaires

Double mg, we millionaires

When i say i'm a fucking young k, that's a person you've never

I just brought 'em more audience, shawty wait till november

Lips, hips, hair drips down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

A fucken mc drinking a gay tea his name is a k e

To make karma come faster than she normally will

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

Outfits is ruthless, now your bitch is choosing

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