This is a song about "Ray ash"

The home of marvin gaye, that's all i gotta say

No sneak dissin or get fried up crisp by the heat ray

Because i'm throwing ash and smoke,

To soho, baby milo so dope

Like ash and just catch em all up

But that throat she got have a nigga stuck

With such an ugly picture in it and

I smoke until dusk, ash flies like dust,

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

You see ash-ley, all the things you did to me.

Of my rap ray. my parade day on may.

When you see the instant replay

So ray j went straight to radio station the very next day

N-i-c in rikers island, downstateall the peoples i met along the way