This is a song about "Rapist boxer"

When i'm blown i can work proper

Doesn't have to be a boxer,

Doesn't have to be a boxer,

I'm gettin discouraged with her

My records sell, yes sir

Doesn't have to be a boxer,

I am sick of women treatin' niggas like that lotto ticket

Across ya wrist, obnoxious, i'm a boxer, i gotta spit,

She leave her hair in the sink

What it will take, i'm a rapist/

I try to be the guy, you think about

Like a boxer i leave u flat out