This is a song about "Kick boxing"

He dont want the diamonds

Kick you bitches like punts

Nigga, don't be nervous nigga, say somethin'; trust me guys, he can rap

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

So chase the air hide your stash

Before i kick your ass

Either that or they 4:4, some call them fantastic

I keep my larynx hard, i got to give a nad kick,

Harder to quit, the cigarettes and green bags

Because i kick ass, with my sick raps

Just gonna kick it and relax

He pumped reeboks, his uncles pumped packs

Kick their asses outta this world

Long as she come to me first

Kick it, swish it, spit it, grin, sip the gin, and kick quicker,

Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for