This is a song about "O ranks"

Something worth dying for

Mother, o my mother

Dark liquor 'til we busted

O wait...your moms already did/

Plus he is always holding a teddy eya-eya o

Spending money when your wallet gets low

Like a fool he pulled his money eya-eya o

Word, absence will make the heart grow

You ain't never shed light on nothing that they're going through

Its all about the rap pad ranks boo boo

Shouts out to st. louey, swag champ i got the belt

Rising through the ranks just like the president

Then i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

This nigga a skank you need to know you're way below my ranks

Unless they o d like heath ledger

And then along came the wrong man for her