This is a song about "Are sremmurd"

Kings are clashing and storm storms are slashing

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

Thoughts are provoking, these thoughts are a commotion

I threw my pair on the lightpole because of him

When you know that you are

She prayed on me passing that bar

Your rhymes are nuclear but mine are demonic

Gotta pay back that advance, so they ain't gave you shit

Are you stupid or are you polluted?

If i give a fuck, it's probably from my dick

And delete that weed you are

Fuck cops, i'm a fucking rock star

I'm a fucking rap star

Fuck friends (as if they are)

Kings are clashing and storm storms are slashing

Hating my macking, they asking