This is a song about "Ali dixon"

Puffin’ on that garlic, cigar full of marley

Knocking these hoes out, muhammad ali

My heart'll turn pitch black and cold if i split with my girl

And im not hating on the black like i was dixon to merle

Especially if your idols are like big and ali

Fuck it, odd future some nazis, black nazis don't copy

I got a lot to say, i don't hold my tongue

Eating like muhammad ali after ramadan

I'm feeling like the realest little nigga in this business

Like ali,i uppercut verses,sure you cant win this

Take a puff from the blunt and watch the smoke swirlmy mossberg goes boom, what's another plug

Started as cassius clay then drift to ali,no apologies it's time we stand up

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

Really probably waitin' on vh1 to do a lil show called rappers wives

I'mma live and die in cali

Im the greatest since muhammad ali