This is a song about "Robert lace ryan"

And i ride for any nigga who believe in the shit

Dealers lace the rock on vacant plots, forsaken blocks, it,

Crash and burn, ryan dunn

I'm a son of gun

U put ur foot in my j's n then lace it,

Forreal i'm aggravated that gon' abandon this shit

So the ones eye has freak don't run

Whats up, my name is ryan,

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

She stunned and amazed me with her lace attire

You're the john mccain to his robert e. lee/

You niggas comedy, i'm laughing at you probably

Flaming wrath, i'll lace the crack, drop hooks like a fishing net,

Open vagina: put ya legs behind ya head

I ain't talkative neither

Ryan spits hot fire