This is a song about "Onion rings"

I swear i'm coming back one day

Listen to the lame rings of kids who play

The battle ain't over till the black man sings

Im hungrier than jordan with no rings

This just ain't no song shit, do this for my city joe

But it never rings that old friends can die by drago

My mood swings - "it rings or wings" or "silently settle in morose"

Best stay away when the door closed, i show up with four hoes

And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

Flaunting all my diamond rings, but i ain't got a thing,

You brought and chose, guess she moving on, yep, we do it wrong

Knocking you so silly that your head rings like a door bell,ding dong

I send out my lyrical rings//i am a titan/hip hop giant//the one who speaks and

If this was a game, i would be considered a mothafuckin' legend

Flow full of shine & bling like diamond rings

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since