This is a song about "Rick da dick"

Or the fact when the money go up, it won’t stop

I wouldn't drop that much on rick ross or chris rock

And we ain't hard to find is the tales that we kick

Spit this sick shit, swish it like liquor, slick like i'm spitting rick,

Y’all niggas ain’t no stars

Not to mention rick ross

Patching their mistakes like slick rick

With two chicks, sadistic

Or 5'2" hoopers in light shoes

You messin wit da truth,

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Slick rick, de la soul, and rakim spit sicker,

Just like free way rick ross

Sb nike's, with the grey box

Wear dem in da sand, wear dem in da snow,

Once upon a time not long ago