This is a song about "3 kings"

There the kings so they think its over though

Like that bron-bron? i had that long time ago

Kings bow down when i grab the mic

On trial for possession of some chronic

Try to stack that cheese as i tragically cap bad kings

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

That's where we claim the crown and say we kings

The battle ain't over till the black man sings

He could own that, shawty, i'mma lease that

3:47 // verse 3: can't sleep like an insomniac

Then get out your seat and jump around

Call me 3 days grace, im 3 doors down

Gun smokes in rings, graveyards is buried with kings

But this ain't physics or rocket science