This is a song about "Boxing"

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

In a boxing ring, swinging at the cancer but hitting the punching bag.

On a block after a match of boxing

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

Rap to me is like boxing to ali

You a lady boss, now you fly free

My stomach hurts so i'm lookin' for a purse to snatch

I'll knock him back, i got punchlines like a boxing match,

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

Hot boxing a jeep hazed getting real rowdy