This is a song about "Ring stink"

I sing nd let it ring

Tell them niggas we coming

Explore who's back in the ring

Jump off... hoping, i'm hoping

Think we can fit ten in, bowls packed with everything

Wedding ring, show me the wedding ring, but the birds won't sing,

Your raps stink, just like your shittin' armpits.

Ya ain't killers ya’ll got hundred yard dash guns

Pac said fuck the world and i ain't come yet

Your raps stink like opening paint, it's game set

Starting to stink bury her,

I never hugged no corner