This is a song about "Ricky smith"

Ill teach smith and wesson a lesson like freshmen

Kevin durant you're an ant like my mother kin

Think you're fresh? talk to will smith. i've rocked these hills since

These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference

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

Fresh to death, when i step, you can hear momma's cry

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

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

You know i got that soul like i'm bessie smith.

And, yup, i gave lyrics a reason to want to live