This is a song about "Ya boi ryan"

Hold up yea we the best

Watch out!...throw ya vest on ya chest,

You didn't see me here if someone ask you

This is hunger games boi, and yous rue

But do ya know what fuck ya!

Is written in our souls, africa

Down the ryan, in a scion

For the outlawz, here we come

Raised by a momma who, who

Eh yo ryan, this ones is for you

You know...you know who you are

Ryan spits hot fire

Maybe i'll stuff ya, after taking out everything inside ya

You trying hard to maintain, then go headcause i ain't mad at cha

My chances were shallow somehow i'm so deep

Ill say it strait up, boi your lines fuckin reek