This is a song about "Ron tennis"

The fittest crew like a pair of nike jordan tennis shoes,

I'm just trying to paint that picture, when i'm rhyming up in this booth

But this aint no tennis match, thats done boring

But wouldn't be the topic of my few friends talking

Throw me to the damn wall like tennis ball still i'll bounce back

Thats the end of my speech, i'm a need you to clap

Back like dennis the menace, playin lyrical tennis in this endless rhythmical diss

Then im off by the morning i dont no these hoes im just another recordin this

Peace to ron g, brucey b, kid capri

Where you belong with your family

Shit and run back to the lab, need assistance from

And he's killin' emcees 'till blood spills like ron goldman,

For the next thing down your chimney has u between sheets like ron isley

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

How have you never heard of me, i'm rap's ron burgundy,

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free