This is a song about "Nose ring"

Then drop bombs like vietnam better ring

Abroad flying and bar buying from broad writing

Boogyin' with jesus and a bunch of nazi hoes

I got flows, for rap shows, buddha smoke through my nose,

Wedding ring, show me the wedding ring, but the birds won't sing,

But, who is to blame when we let them in on everything

You stole from me from under my nose

X's and o's, you must be the rose

Fuck you post-drake-ass cliche-jerking, la-slauson rapping

Suggestin' there'll ever be a such thing, ring, ring ring,

Somebody ring the church bells for da man wit no ring on

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton