This is a song about "Rick astley"

But i can't cause my eyes are red, now he's dead

I'm the walking dead, hoping that rick grimes lies ahead

Not even like q-tip,big pun or slick rick

Go crazy when she hear music

And name another new nigga wit a sicker twitter follow

Kiss a dick and lick it little slick rick followers, swallow,

Nina on my femur is cocked ready for action

Ask, real rick ross he tell you i gets it in

Niggas awful at dressing, they just a'ight at music

It's fixed, shit if the rhythm was sick, i could be slick as the rick,

And i spit sick shit so quick like slick rick

Now i'm taking these pills and i ain't even sick

Y’all niggas ain’t no stars

Just like free way rick ross

Just got up and screamed, fuck the world

That whiskey sour, taste like rick howard/