This is a song about "Ready to rumble"

This is everything that we call hype

But i'm ready to help make things right,

I wasn't ready to make my

Fuck high school, motherfucker i'm high

Get ready to release a debut cd

You a lady boss, now you fly free

Dropped out of school never made it to the 12th grade

Loaded rifles, dealers ready to take lead straight,

And im ready to eat

The drug that they brain need

Misdemeanored that twenty bag of weed

I'm here to make the ground rumble beneath your feet/

Where my soldiers at, no longer drug dealers

Bf king is ready to finish the verse,

Get ready to hail to the king

And getting money is the song i sing