This is a song about "Ryan rogers"

Me and my microphone could be one

Whats up, my name is ryan,

I'm trying to go psychological with the rogers to shoot ya inside ya nose

I get more respect from the motherfuckin' dope manthe grammy's and american music shows

And i'm the type of muhfucka that'll share you, shoot

I'm in east rogers park, in a lab coat and a suit

They say will rogers never met a man he didn't like, obviously he never met you.

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

Go where you ain't been

Crash and burn, ryan dunn

I told him get his 9 and run

Down the ryan, in a scion

Ryan spits hot fire

You gon' tip her

I'm just trying to focus

[b] rogers, yeah really no bluff