This is a song about "Henry clay"

Just got another henry the 8th while it's weighing great,

Just know you hatin on that nigga, nigga get it straight

It's bobbing and weaving like it's cassius clay

I'm curious jorge, fuck what dem whores say

As to me all the other rappers are just clay

I spend it make it right back on a monday

I'm feedin her the light just like what the chorus say

50 shades of clay, tons of reasons why i’m mr. may.

From a couple feet awaybut stay away

Each pray, you fray, molds you like clay, thought it was a play

It’s so hard and its so an this marvelous flow

Words so effortless, call me henry david thoreau.

Evil carrots don't play, came strait from the clay

All them niggas pitch verbs, so they say