This is a song about "Ryan smith"

Fuck a smith an wesson

Baby you're the one

My fists are weapons, don't need the smith and wesson,

So pun... it's no new shit and it ain't no fun

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing

With a smith and wessen and your confessing

Whats up, my name is ryan,

Uhh, got a hundred on the dash, young

This track rips, a smith and wesson is my protection

Look, i got no time for that type of connection

We did it again last king, ymcmbi don't pay for bitches

You know i got that soul like i'm bessie smith.

But that's what he liked her

Ryan spits hot fire