This is a song about "Naptown riders"

You spit fire, smaller than bawty riders

Yessir, lets have a toast for the girls

I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds

Fly when i ball you'll get stopped if you pop the poor.. #riders,

Damn i think i hit writer's block, pulling up to the riders lot

Everything is good but these haters wish i would stop