This is a song about "Saturn rings"

That makes threemy laywers getting cash up the ass

The bell rings and i walk up to next class

Blue smoke rings sail through the sky

I bet you've never seen a pig fly

My team getting digits

And punches thrown with metal rings

Haha niggas murdered this shit, know what i'm saying

Flaunting all my diamond rings, but i ain't got a thing,

Gun smokes in rings, graveyards is buried with kings

I'm throwing them rocks back, with the fury of bullets

Finally the bell rings and then he finally realizes

Two bitches named tiffany i left them with a pair of kids

My rings, gold, diamond, and crystal glared

Riding with the chopper, like it's my friend

My self-respect i leave that, in the lost and found

Simple timing and found i can run rings round