This is a song about "Raymond and his yellow car and alan and his oh dear how sad"

Where the black girls get their weaves back

I was angry and sad

She shift my gears and whispered in my ear

Wait for the rain and storms to clear oh dear fear

And keep his time devoted

I'm on my uk shit

That try to chase these skirts

And thank doom for his herbs/

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring

And blast you with his fucking

I want to feel her in every way

Now his rank stripped and his life taken away,

Ill teach smith and wesson a lesson like freshmen with the lyrical bullets im blessed with

I kill more than the french revolution witch was like off with his head and his and his and his

Daddy gotta go after that and get his

Stackin my chicken, braggin to the bitches