This is a song about "Ryan k is a gansta"

And the blouses of these bitches always end up in my house

Like a whole police k-9 unit filled with basset hounds,

Icy k is back, on a verbal attack.

I'm trying to make a way, she never call back

I don’t know why…hey, wait a minute motherfucker

Rollex on my neck 20 k for my brother

Girl, what you grabbing cash for

Ryan spits hot fire

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

Now its all about that a-k spray in yo face, such a disgrace lives took death

K and b is rarer than a piece of golden coal

But i didn't cross the line until the bridge hit it, troll

Every day we fight the system, just to make our way

Wake up and sniff a line of kat i've had my special k,

Your grind's feeble, i'm regal, really, i'm willy smith

Look who is talking a,k,e are you joking? fuck you buddy with