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

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

As a youngin i was simple minded, tough and ruthless

Doesn't have to be a boxer,

And that i spent the night with her

That's why i shine like i does

And everything is tough/

Maybe i'll have a wife, and a beautiful boy named brady/

Take you where you can't see black by k-ci forever my lady

I'm trying to grow for you, if you can take love

I aint just spit in this s*** to sound all rough and tough,

Doesn't have to be a boxer,

Took the van, went snatch her

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

And even if i do i know my momma gon be well

And i know that autism can be tough

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love