This is a song about "Round head"

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

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

I feel the world go round n round

All my other people that dance around

I confessed bein' atheist, they said i was possessed

Go round for round with the best of the best

They for grossing a bigger business

You cant get your fat head round this.

I just might throw a big amount

For me to stomp my converse kicks round

After he just got out, 15 years to count

Fists out, swingin' 'till the 56th round

Hungry like the nigga who ain't got the taste of fame yet

The lines they flow lyrically, spherically, round in my head