This is a song about "Knocking out raf"

Knocking these hoes out, muhammad ali

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

His mother's always worried, thinks that he's knocking boots,

And you ain't gettin' it, 'til you start payin' jewels

I hear knocking on heaven's door, why don't you invite him in?

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

Knocking socks to own up or show accretion

Only concern was the home that was close to him

Knocking fuckas out, time to sleep, we hounds and your blood is a sign of meat

See, the luxury that we accustomed to, i take a smut to eat

I'm knocking you faggots down like you're pawns, and i'm ready to put this shit in check mate!

Its important we communicate, intentions to be forever but never cannot wait

While i rock out with my cock out

And tell me why would we just think about

I hear knocking on heaven's door, why don't you invite him in?

Desire get confused and you could lose your direction