This is a song about "Ali"

I'm like mohammed ali in his prime, killin' all of yours kiddish rhymes.

I'm not saying to go out and do some stupid shit, commit crimes

I'm stealin' purses rapin' nurses i'm a crooked surgeon

Lyrical ali, leave you wonderin',

You wouldn't understand why ali is here

Touching on that ass, tryna get a feel

And stay focused on the women and you get less done

Eating like muhammad ali after ramadan

Now i spit shit like ali to make the knockout bell ring,

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

, steady as ali when he was ready, u barely had larry,

Rap to me is like boxing to ali

I'mma live and die in cali

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

The muhammad ali intensity gon make you realize the king in me/