This is a song about "Rick pitino"

When we ride!it's the imperial serial killer

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

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

Either that or they 4:4, some call them fantastic

And i be feeling like hova when y'all was sleeping on him

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

And i spit sick shit so quick like slick rick

I'm seeing things that's being mean making me sick

Look at what i'm up against, scrutiny, criticism

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

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

With a staggerin' pack of cocaine in the sack of my dick

All you wanna do is get that stick

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

Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop

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