This is a song about "Ricky"

Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party

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

I just want somebody i can see

Winner of the tracks, ricky bobby

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

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

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

Letter to the ghetto, hold your head high

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

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

Why e.d.iprovide shit, fo tha needyand take from tha greedykadafi, is not sloppy

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

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

Winner of the tracks, ricky bobby