This is a song about "Ritchie jay"

T.i., ludacris, jay electron', b.o.b shocks america,

Yea, obie tricepour out a lil' liquor nigga

I make forty-some dollars a day

How i cruise it with a fat jay

Young nigga from the bottom and i never had a way

Scott la rock, proof, big l, khadafi, jam master jay,

Jay rock cooks rocks on a fuking stove top.

Banker banker, dealership, and the rim shop

And wonder why i ain't ever caught that feeling before

Jay electron, tyler and mac miller. what the hell you rap for?

Cause i'mma look that part until i'm all broke, yea

About that nigga round the way, who's always high off a jay