This is a song about "Boxer rebellion"

Girl, what you grabbing cash for

Doesn't have to be a boxer,

Pale faced monster, punchlines of a boxer

"contemplate", i wrote about her

Doesn't have to be a boxer,

And i ain't frontin for her

I'm in dulles waiting on luggage - luxury baggage

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

I'm tryna feel the vibe of mona lisa, studying art

Rebellion and defiance makes my muthafuckin' cock hard

Intxicated rebellion gonna bust a bottle over your head bitch

Well give me grab iti was born inside a love zonewith a glock-nine young marriage

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

Forreal i'm aggravated that gon' abandon this shit

And that i spent the night with her

Doesn't have to be a boxer,