This is a song about "Riding round"

I wish we could meet in the ring, go round to round

This my album, and when your parents try to come around

That happen to act like a black president

Yeah, riding around with that reefer scent

Won't run out anytime soon

Riding down the highway (zoom zoom)

She asked if i was riding solo

Who real bitches check me out though

So how about a fair round with no riding of the dicks

The best in my position, i’m passionate with lyrics

Going to club drinking round and round.

Suckas is talking like i ain't still around

Ain't riding, dicks so stop, siding, don't swap

Banker banker, dealership, and the rim shop

I've been a pro, but now i'm profound

You up for another go round?