This is a song about "11 rings"

I send out my lyrical rings//i am a titan/hip hop giant//the one who speaks and

If this was a game, i would be considered a mothafuckin' legend

Two bitches named tiffany i left them with a pair of kids

Finally the bell rings and then he finally realizes

On the road to riches and diamond rings

Yeah, glitterati, big bodies and tall swings

From golden rings to them 17 inch rims

To see me and my chicks in dkny kicks

Throw their wedding rings in the lump of flesh, and tell him he has-

When timbo is in the party, everybody put up they hands

When you spill out hits

Theyre called chains and rings

My mood swings - "it rings or wings" or "silently settle in morose"

Best stay away when the door closed, i show up with four hoes

Silicone bitches got the confidence

And punches thrown with metal rings