This is a song about "Round head"

Fists out, swingin' 'till the 56th round

I'mma catch you next time around

A smooth criminaland though i pack this pound

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

That fat ass looks juicy and round

Then get out your seat and jump around

Gold bottles, lot of bitches

You cant get your fat head round this.

The fourth one, i like to kick around

I feel the world go round n round

I spun that motherfucker round and round

I turn my music down so you won’t hear a sound

Gather round gather round cause i’m home now

Will somebody please show me how

Keep the party turned round

Now that's six cops found on that ground