This is a song about "Thelord of the rings"

Still lay low between the treble and the bass though

But it never rings that old friends can die by drago

So i guess that's where i hide my things

On the road to riches and diamond rings

Flow full of shine & bling like diamond rings

Silicone bitches got the confidence

Im hungrier than jordan with no rings

By the water, au revoir to my audience

Tell bush to push tha button cause i'm fed

My phone rings and i wonder who you took next

And punches thrown with metal rings

As far as these bars, my flow life sentence

My mood swings - "it rings or wings" or "silently settle in morose"

And i got a foot fetish, so i probably have sex with your toes

You can't get at me, i'm like helm's deep in lord of the rings.

But the battle ain't over till the black man sings