This is a song about "The stats"

Wack ass pawns- no stacked stats drawn- half ass prawns

In your gold pot addin' extra sauce because

Got the passion for the music

About some tyga beef shit

They trying to be the greatest, their whole signing was a favor

The way the stats setted out i was the favourite on paper

Ryot, your skill stats still remain the same.

Word play, olubowale is my first name

Light girls if it's black they attract to usually

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly

Miami nights, ain't another one

The bigger the the fun

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

Jawan harris:have you ever loved someone so bad