This is a song about "Rick astley"

Move on, a war going on outside no one is safe from

I spit this sick as shit and slick as rick, diss the system,

That whiskey sour, taste like rick howard/

My shirt, purple label my shirt

Like a boss, so check off rick ross

Bitch got all them booty shots

Kiss my ass salad tossin,barking, on my rick rossin,

I threw my pair on the lightpole because of him

No, man that's grossly fake, like rick ross and drake,

Honey is always the one i'mma call late

Now i'm rich, flowing on the concrete like slick rick

We touch down in moscow and take flicks like click click

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots

Pish posh i suck at rapping pissed off like rick ross,

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

I caught a felony loving the way the guns blow