This is a song about "Riley n devin"

Hot shots to your sternum n melon have u hurtin n yellin

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

But most times darling the sequel sucks

Packing guns, n' tackling bums.

Tried perfecting my letters n

But i'mma build it ground up, let's again

She smiled n' laughed but inside she sighed n' grasped,

Just think of all the people that you knew in the past

Style is patent, the measures is drastic

N she cud be a bitch n suck a dick

My bars are hard 'n' fast

They got me trapped

To strengthen your defending 'n

They'll have to rename this one