This is a song about "Thelord of the rings"

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

The ones you left out, jobs were giving, better living

The battle ain't over till the black man sings

On the road to riches and diamond rings

Between the gold rings on her fingers and those diamond earrings in pairs

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

Gun smokes in rings, graveyards is buried with kings

And in akron, my niggas they would throw things

Theyre called chains and rings

Been spending most our lives

My rings, gold, diamond, and crystal glared

One parent above, the other live scared

We hustle to survive

Of the book of your life

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas

Throw their wedding rings in the lump of flesh, and tell him he has-