This is a song about "Boxing ring"

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

Rap to me is like boxing to ali

Haha niggas murdered this shit, know what i'm saying

Wedding ring, show me the wedding ring, but the birds won't sing,

I'm just getting started ring, ring/

Tell them niggas we coming

Hot boxing a jeep hazed getting real rowdy

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

The fucking tectonic plates or even a gold ring,

I'm the king in the ring you better hope the bell doesn't ring

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

I'm different and listen stop it with the wedding ring

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring