I Want To Hit Him, Step Away

I Got A Burlap Sack, Put A Brick In The Middle, And Filled It With Rags, Corncobs, Some Spanish Moss, And Sand. I Hung That Sack Off The Branch Of An Oak Tree. I'd Wrap My Hands With A Necktie Of My Daddy's And Punch At It. My Mom Gave Me An Hour A Day. My Brothers And Sisters Said, "nah." I Said, "you'll See."

His Mouth Made Him Feel Like He Was Gonna Win. Not His Hands, I Had My Hand. He Had His Lips.

I Hated Ali. God Might Not Like Me Talking That Way, But Its In My Heart.

Life Doesn't Run Away From Nobody. Life Runs At People.

The Boxing Game Has Been Good, So We Need To Give Back. We Have To Teach Young Men How To Be Men.