This is a song about "Octagon"

Many sides to my story just like an octagon,

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

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

The outskirts distribute my vision contributing to the burns i position

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

I am not, let's consider me a little pecan

8 guys nutty like an motherfuckin' octagon pecan

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don