This is a song about "Redneck k"

I dont need no chains with no cross to know that i’m blessed

Cuz it's k-man, ryan and the bars we got left

P.s hey, how long will they mourn you? forever and a day

Wake up and sniff a line of kat i've had my special k,

K and b is rarer than a piece of golden coal

I was breakin' ‘em down, now i’m sellin' ‘em whole

I am not paying no motherfucking retail for purple label this summer

So i put the blaming of my problems on the redneck cuz he's dumber,

K tryin' to explain, fake rappers are on the reign

I ain't ?? just feelin how you felt when you came

Seven fifty six k. and that's the down speed yo

Got ten on the floor, stop playing with flow

K family, billionaires

Wish i could shed all these tears

Ridin through my hood with the k with no brakes bitch

Hop off my dick and make a fucking sandwich