This is a song about "Knock you out like mike tyson"

Thug shit, i keep a beamed out fifth

To knock you out of your senses

And when the sun up i'm like shit you look better in tights

But if you mess with me yup i'll knock out ya lights

You must have won every pageant in america when you was young

Doin twenty to life in san quentingettin calls from my nigga mike tyson,

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

Would you really just think that i'd not come back whippin' ass like i'm mike tyson,

Please stop shouting out before i knock you out and your on the floor fucking

She feels a baby is the way to save her relationship that ain't nothing

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

This my little brother on my mother's side, our father died

Catch you up on places i've been

Knock you straight out of production

My balls mike tyson in the 90s

I treat bitches straight up, like simon says