This is a song about "Disstrack on tiggy round 5"

Fuck around, y'all gonna be up on the maury show

Toss em down on the ground and squash em like sumo

It is breaking me down, no more friend around

Of objects in the distance going round and round

And i'mma show you how the south was won

Nose round like the wheels that my rims spin on

Coconuts ciroc where puff at, never fall in love, don't cuff that

Make it home round some like 6, to eat well and get fat on some pun-type shit

I feel the world go round n round

I'mma catch you next time around

No reason to be around

Hard to tie this rope round

Then speed it up, this playing in the background

Facing me around, take another round