This is a song about "Nathan rick"

Must be life. no greater feeling in the world

That whiskey sour, taste like rick howard/

Just like free way rick ross

And i can't help but stare, cause

Initial place wasn't cruel so we oughta bull

Im ravishing like rick, ruder than rudy ray moore,

Pish posh i suck at rapping pissed off like rick ross,

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

It's fixed, shit if the rhythm was sick, i could be slick as the rick,

Shakin' like it's parkinsons from the clitoris of kelly clarkson's dick

Ask, real rick ross he tell you i gets it in

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

Rectum, i'm like a chromosome i always x them

I spit this sick as shit and slick as rick, diss the system,