This is a song about "Slick rick"

Pish posh i suck at rapping pissed off like rick ross,

Or shift keys or it i placement cause

And i feared that my fans say i failed

Coughing up octane, slick and smooth tongs stained

Everybody judging off a single i ain't even pick

It's fixed, shit if the rhythm was sick, i could be slick as the rick,

Cuz i spit sick shit so quick like slick rick, i dont care what you think,

But it was written in cursive for this king to exist

Go crazy when she hear music

You think youre sooo slick

Over 20 homes, but i need a chick

Whether you slick, twisted, or sadistic

Word rick, word man you heard, but don't get discouraged girl

Wait, i heard about you from that other nigga earl

Im ravishing like rick, ruder than rudy ray moore,

She pray to god every night hoping that he'll mature