This is a song about "Ron paul"

And he's killin' emcees 'till blood spills like ron goldman,

With a ski maski'm the first one to warn them

Paul walker must of pissed you off,

That's me spitting this fucking garbage toss

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

Henry ford, paul revere, i destroy

So fast we cause paul walkers god damn car wreck

A clever idea to take something they said

Like chris paul with clips of all your bitches getting triple holed.

I ain't tricking but they see you as a pot of gold

Peace to ron g, brucey b, kid capri

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

How have you never heard of me, i'm rap's ron burgundy,

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money