This is a song about "Articles of federation"

In a collision, i see their ambition

This kind of reminds me of fishin'

Hey man so far i've been listenin to your album

Got the eye of tiger, spit of cobra, form of a dragon

Out of this coviction of feelings

To see me and my chicks in dkny kicks

King of the va, off of those toxins.

Nowadays usually it's his pockets

Of the coke and the smoke of weed

Indubitably i'm too street

Top of my pile of bodies

So dope, shit, i sold y’all copies

Not king james, these were coke kings

Most of y'all drop quick cause of impatience,