This is a song about "Rick rocks"

We don't want you with skinny legs and the big ass ass shots

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

Boss in my hugo, floss like my tooth hurt

That whiskey sour, taste like rick howard/

Throwing rocks at people getting stoned like jesus

Together all the timethought it was true love

Patching their mistakes like slick rick

She's cute but her forehead's big

Like a boss, so check off rick ross

You pull up in parking lots

Im ravishing like rick, ruder than rudy ray moore,

I tell her it's my house, give her a tour

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

The projects to the urban hood, where bitches pop rocks,

He probly clockin' double shifts on all of his jobs

I've seen the drug busts, cocaine cooked into crack rocks,