This is a song about "The homie ryan kickin back with bitches and hitting blunts"

Swimming in the women, hitting boppers with a ten-inch dick

But i'm giving it foundation when i write lyric

Real light jab to opponents

Two aks and a box of blunts

I shoot you and kill ya homie, with the same damn nine//

Whipping white and baking soda, at the same damn time

Down the ryan, in a scion

My drive is like no one

I confessed bein' atheist, they said i was possessed

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

Just the model, a dozen hollows is tough to swallow

And, niggas cashing out racks like im hitting the lotto