This is a song about "Last round"

He probly clockin' double shifts on all of his jobs

Then watch him spin round and round til he sweats his socks

Round & round/ town boy/ but my pops is from detroit\

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed

Going to club drinking round and round.

No reason to be around

For me to stomp my converse kicks round

Then get out your seat and jump around

Go round for round with the best of the best

I confessed bein' atheist, they said i was possessed

All my other people that dance around

Facing me around, take another round

She should have invited her

Trails snake round the river,