This is a song about "Riff"

Ain't no point in runnin', i'm a nigga, just a little eager

With a different sounding riff pounding ya brain insane like a preacher

Quit your riff raff, just said this shit fast

To reds i ain't know how to act

Competition i ain't winning but admit it, i'm still in it though

So i spit a diss rap without the riff raff and leave him crying in the snow

Nigga, i'm a samurai, cut your skinny ass in half

Will be had by me cuz i'm rolling high like i'm riff raff

Damn near look like a god damn dump truck on the back of your ass

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

And ya’ll better relax, talking bout that he wack

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

Bitch i'm ballin' like i'm comin' off of free throws

Nigga i ain't fuckin' wit no riff raff hoes