This is a song about "Ryan ta"

Making it hard trying ta figure who's out ta trap me, pataki, got all

And u know my number just give it a call if u wana brawl

Vivid enough ta make living this a must, plus this is real

If you can't see a legend, i'mma make it clear: nigga i'm right here

The only difference is it comes back, full effect

Cuz it's k-man, ryan and the bars we got left

I use mater ta fuckin shank her

Dripping cold blood like the winter, the summer

Down the ryan, in a scion

And last but not least please don't tell no one

You will see, what you do ta me, you aint new ta me,

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

In life she the wife who was right in that deep end

I only want the ps, beefs i try ta prevent

How simple they are

Ryan spits hot fire