This is a song about "Ricky gay"

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

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

Because what you spit is gay,

She got grove st. on replay

K o d, m i a, twenty racks, let it fly

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

Little gay lookin' boy

Dont play around with me, i aint no toy

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

"you already wrote the gay song

Most times when a liquor all gone

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

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play

Eighth grade i got a message on facebook from a gay,