This is a song about "Round"

After he just got out, 15 years to count

She wasn't faithful, always out creepin' round

Fists out, swingin' 'till the 56th round

I just might throw a big amount

I drive that all around

You up for another go round?

Wrap my lasso round you neck,

Tired of hearin' these voices in my head

Walking on the ground

I make your head spin round,

Then watch him spin round and round til he sweats his socks

Bail was a quarter mill, they put me in a box

I looked at him, told him sit down

Spinning round, dizzy town,