This is a song about "Rounds pounds grounds"

New sheriff's in town i'm makin the rounds.

So it’s more for me, she invited me in her mouth

Hundred k in twenty-two hours

Shit my bars are heavy as pounds

If i can't get money i'd rather be down some pounds

And the blouses of these bitches always end up in my house

So grab ya friends and let's take ya back to my house

Cracks what i'm flippin and i'm shippin it in fuckin pounds

Children weighin' too many pounds, brother almost as wide

Always wanted a piece of the pie, now it’s sliced right

But if you keep it underground, the corporate thunder pounds,

Should have avoided my temptation instead of my vows

Mama always told me i’d be famous

Your blushing, cuz my fist gave you rounds of kiss tough,

Remember me cause im the a survivor of the hell raisin grounds/

Why people want you single every time that you got a spouse