This is a song about "Brass boxing tomboy"

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

On a block after a match of boxing

Cracked as an ass shot with brass

Stack in his hand trynna make that last

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

Hot boxing a jeep hazed getting real rowdy

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

One man band, ready to chant up an avalanche

Shoutout to maybach music, my logic is getting money

I sip the forty ounces, and mix that shit like brass monkey,

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

Believe me don't think it's lie, want to revive my past, crazy brass,

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

I'm tryin to keep income comin' in and collect on my ass cap

Catch bitches like i'm fishin with a fuckin brass pole

Saeed alisha i miss you, god bless my brother’s soul