This is a song about "Ricardo the badass"

The truth but thats the way

Hit it or four play

Or 5'2" hoopers in light shoes

I'm the nigga with the juice

The water from the past is the same water in the present

Anti-violent...stylin, lyrically inclined and

No badass here, just a slacking rat racing queer.

She shift my gears and whispered in my ear

The more battles the better the flows

Standing flat footed, i’m on my toes

Hold my pistoland wrap your arms around a nigga

Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the

Got the passion for the music

When i was 11 got the toolie thick

But it's still cool just to dream man because

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.