This is a song about "Riff off"

Issue your warrant, informant, bitch i’ve been a boss

Got pissed off and ripped pamela lee's tits off

Intendent attend them, cool cause

//said when the lights shine off

Where did i leave off, jacking off?/

Run a cartel like a real rick ross

Organized crime, i kill your boss

I'll scream my fucking head off

To start off i got more props than you so back off

Or shift keys or it i placement cause

Shorty throw it back and a nigga might love that

My haters talking riff-raff, dropping my name in chit chat

Death maps, in a lion's sense, alliances, are made by riff-raff,

Talk much shit cause i never had shiti could remember being whupped in class

In your gold pot addin' extra sauce because

Of that trade off, my dicks a plane bout to take off