This is a song about "Knock out"

Knock em out till they're brain dead

Give us this day, our daily bread

Hit you with one strike, knock stars out your stripes 'cause your still what i don't like

Motherfuckin o.groll up in the club and shit, is that right

Delivering a knock out punch to the illuminate.

A couple milli in the bag and my face good

As my record label nitpicks at this

To knock you out of your senses

I'll just knock you the fuck out

Put a g spot on a 8 cloud

He say, she say, oh my god

Coming to your door, knock knock

I still knock rappers out, hear the bell ring

She say she love me more than anything