This is a song about "Rick rocks"

Like a boss, so check off rick ross

Or shift keys or it i placement cause

Patching their mistakes like slick rick

Streets bad, tyga ill, drake magic

Im ravishing like rick, ruder than rudy ray moore,

She pray to god every night hoping that he'll mature

Let em marinate, you forever late

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

And grow up to smoke rocks.

Watching for hollow-tip shots

Bail was a quarter mill, they put me in a box

K.n.b., abstrakt, and motherfuckers, kick rocks,

Throwing rocks at people getting stoned like jesus

Pay him some attention, he's smart and he's genius

I think im rick ross cause i swear that ima boss and

Real nigga, pardon whoever feel different