This is a song about "Ray j"

Until i started to lose my way

My flow better than cool j

Cause it your boy j reality

A happy home, that's my fantasy

Turn the hate on, eyes on me with their kiddie coy

No ray of joyi'm the boy

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

But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play

J, the j is for the judgement that's been put on me.

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

Me and you i think we should ride

Look, now roll my j tight

I reminded him about his prison days with face rapist ray

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

Every visit to neimans, i swear don't even see a tag

To just come and shoot ya like when fabolous made ray j mad