This is a song about "A grumpy kinda princess"

I swear to give you nothing less, nothing less

Nobody to tell her she was a princess

A kubali khan kinda don, choosing dudes to be done in

Forever blastin'bitches ain't ready for this thug passion

I am the kinda guy waiting for a fuckin prophecy. i shit on the mic like the rhino

In your ears as i kiss ya, on every curveslow down baby don't rush, i like it slow

Forget about the consequences, i really just needed to see my princess

Oh god if only they could see the poverty in my head, the distress,

Take a couple bits, bitch kibbles, bitch i gotta riddle

A rapper & a lyricist, i'm kinda in the middle

Rap is the kinda thing that a nigga excel at,

Money in a bag, stones be yellow as a cat

Grew up in the jungle where it's killers at war

That i kinda got a flow, like kings that came before

I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush

Sting like a bee then float away peacefully like a dove, kinda like rap think i'm in love