This is a song about "Boxer rebbellion"

Doesn't have to be a boxer,

Took the van, went snatch her

Doesn't have to be a boxer,

My records sell, yes sir

And like a boxer im beat her box,

You pull up in parking lots

You just don't like what i'm doing, the lyrics twitter my image

Lived in the poverty with the robbers, he's like a boxer, bitch,

Like a boxer i leave u flat out

Y'all be in love, like the howard crowd

Doesn't have to be a boxer,

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

Straight up fuck all y’all nigga's talking about that nigga changed shit

Across ya wrist, obnoxious, i'm a boxer, i gotta spit,

Pale faced monster, punchlines of a boxer

You too young and you don't know what i'm fightin' for