This is a song about "Rucka rucka ali"

Dropping my gunor as high as a kite hitting hoes for fun

Eating like muhammad ali after ramadan

Screw a chick, go outside and give the coupe a kiss

Like ali,i uppercut verses,sure you cant win this

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

Especially if your idols are like big and ali

I just had to ask, tell me if it's real

You wouldn't understand why ali is here

Now i spit shit like ali to make the knockout bell ring,

And when you up in wet willies, you ain't even thinking

With prince ali busting rhymes while you cower in fear

And this the endso good luck with your career

Than hit you wit the ko like ali

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

Lyrical ali, leave you wonderin',