This is a song about "Octagon"

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

Many sides to my story just like an octagon,

This aint azkaban nor the octagon, so bring on the competition

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

8 guys nutty like an motherfuckin' octagon pecan

Told her that her pastor was a faggot and he likes john

I'm like genghis khan, if he stepped inside the octagon

When big lips is in the attic armed with an addict's arm