This is a song about "Ngw wrestling"

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

No don't do wrestling go won't to heckling

To be feeling walls and no don't do wrestling

Well, tyler, hi, i'm dr. tc, and um, i'm guessing

Shoes, louis, prada, groupie blah blah

Monday night wrestling, i’m so fucking raw

Now i'm lay the smack down, no wrestling

I was born to do the damn thing

Ain wrestling it rugged like chippins on the ground

All my other people that dance around

With feelingsthis a mans world youngin'the bitches in businessso learn a 'lil something

I'm not threatening, if he start wrestling, then he force me to start menacing/

Anti-violent...stylin, lyrically inclined and

To beat me bring a black guy in a mexican wrestling mask