This is a song about "Z k"

To getting rich off a dream, i throw it the bag

Icy k is back, on a verbal attack.

Cause its eminem, jay z, then me

So while the world goes drake crazy

K and b is rarer than a piece of golden coal

I'mma punt the paper over the pussy like a field goal

Drinking from my cup like it's holy water jay z

Niggas fuck with your boy, i can make you some money

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

Though my credits are slept, my ambition the best

Glorifying puppets like jay-z to push agendas,

Red berry everywhere, got puff getting jealous