This is a song about "Ryan k"

Young k blowing up the world like the fuckin portland trailblazers.

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

Like police k-9 units filled with barking basset hounds,

Make account getting vows spitting movable bowels

Getting lower than your diss track to k. brick in the battle,

To make karma come faster than she normally will

(a k e) seems like a woman to me

Look it something they can't ever see

I let her decorate the real estate

They be pushing more drug pounds than k-fed's weight,

So a-k to your brain, and you ooz-ing

Outfits is ruthless, now your bitch is choosing

K family, billionaires

I'm on deck i'm up next

Ridin through my hood with the k with no brakes bitch

But what we did was found our niche and made a stitch