This is a song about "Rings brass knuckles erin bilgri"

Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble

So their enemy's buckle at the might of my brass knuckle

When love comes callin', don’t look away

Listen to the lame rings of kids who play

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

Daunting sings, flaunting things like the golden rings,

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

I'll fight unil my bone collapse don't give a fuck if my knuckles do crack

My tongue brass your bum ass get run past i have

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

Catch bitches like i'm fishin with a fuckin brass pole

My goal is going gold with out selling my soul

The white boy sees this as a clearance, now its

Flow full of shine & bling like diamond rings

7 beers deep, brass knuckle da creep

She too bad to pass, so fine i'm gon' speak