This is a song about "A prince"

Its gonna be a a test

Hold up yea we the best

I'm not moving like a cartoon

A boy taken for a goon

You're a porch, i'm a fortress.

I can teach you all the sounds of love

Throw d's on that bitch

Hit a bitch, gain a stitch

She say the "royal penis is clean", i'm prince akeem and she is my queen

I don't want to grow up, i know that shit for a fact, nigga eighteen

I just embrace it and take it in within my essence

Tell me to check the blue prints. think that makes you the true prince?

Thought she hot i swear, probably rougher than hell

I stay fresh prince like i live in bel-air

Just a warning not a threat

Give us this day, our daily bread