This is a song about "Boxing out"

Get yours; you know what this about

Me in all ive grown out

Put a g spot on a 8 cloud

Nowadays got it all figured out,

On a block after a match of boxing

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

Its splendid when it works out

I must go like fly route

You say rap gets it out

I don't know what you heard about

In the back seat and it's getting quite loud

So we.agreed.to blow that shit out

Do i gotta spell it out?

I've got nothin' to worry about

I gotta little clout

My eyes are rolling, freaking out