This is a song about "Ricky"

And ricky took it through, the devil is a lie,

I swear the pen right across from hell, i can't cry

That's what ricky bobby said

Lemonhead end up dead

Winner of the tracks, ricky bobby

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably

But here i am, ricky bobby, shake and bake it

Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

No fucks given to any body ill be shaking and baking like ricky bobby/

Lately i'm feeling shitty, there's no confidence in ricky,

Droppin jackets on the stripper and every single is fifty

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

No fucks given to any body ill be shaking and baking like ricky bobby