This is a song about "Million pound"

No girls want me to take them to pound town

You know you stuntin’ a break – uh break- breakdown

Attempt burglary, attempt theft you just begun

Roll my blunts fat, i'm finna make a million

Im a champ i go pound for pound, cause i settled in the south,

I got a thousand bitches, i'm not too good with vows

I lay my raps down pound for pound on this

Hoping that nobody don't notice

30 chains on, bet the light work

That hit heights like junkies who pound herb.

She ain't ever trippin when a nigga ain't around

Either sit back and get slapped around, or clap the pound