This is a song about "Boxer named diyar tough and stron"

Might win a dollar

Doesn't have to be a boxer,

All we need is convienient love

And i know that autism can be tough

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

Pale faced monster, punchlines of a boxer

But you must sell a tall tale of a dell and a florist named nel

A king's assassination is why most often fear the hell

When you was leaving, did he put up a fight

I come home late from work, and it’s been a tough night,

Doesn't have to be a boxer,

You wife ain't shit, we g'd her

Zoning my second bottle, focused still on tomorrow

I've got no sorrow, and because i'm tough, my soul's hollow,