This is a song about "Ricky dillon"

Inked up on my hands and arms, got them jams in my pocket

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

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

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

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

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

My voice make her wet

That's what ricky bobby said

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably

Winner of the tracks, ricky bobby

God mc oh my god you gotta see

Winner of the tracks, 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/