This is a song about "Ross on wye"

When you took my hand up so calm

Burning up,turn the fan on/

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

Slangin' rocks with your glocks put this tape in your box

As: can’t wait to pork your mom

Feel your chest on top on

Im the ross slayer my word is law i shock mayors

When you making a difference it's gone be haters

Angle these beats like a pentagon

Before my time pasted on

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

I read about napoleon hill and try to know god

A straight thug motherfucker who ain't scared to bust

Ran right in ross, lookin' real prominent

Why do i continue on

Full of shit, like i ate that john