This is a song about "Ross caprichiono"

Pish posh i suck at rapping pissed off like rick ross,

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

I wouldn't drop that much on rick ross or chris rock

Load the glocks they stuntin', we control the block

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win

Ask, real rick ross he tell you i gets it in

Let's take this shit back,no more rip offs motherfuck rick ross

Nobody rep for the skins, they busy cheering them stars

Like a boss, so check off rick ross

Watching for hollow-tip shots

Not to mention rick ross

And i can't help but stare, cause

Revolvers, automatics, guns stay silent

I think im rick ross cause i swear that ima boss and

I’m coming back like light-skin and

Ran right in ross, lookin' real prominent