This is a song about "Babylonian empire"

Babe you know it gets no better than this

I'll grow an empire over your dismiss

Cause his empire was on fire he will send to hell who desire, who will be punished by gods well

Snakes ain't got enough nuts to replace mesittin in this, livin hell, listenin to niggas yell

He had an empire set up on his own

Once considered a rogue, i was chilling alone

We building an empire that will be remembered like camelot

Yup, im stylin on'emevery girl i meet thinks im hot

The maskin' in dire of cavin' in. breakin' empire that's how it seems

That you allow me to work it 'til you know what your actual worth means

Jump jump bitch right off the empire state

Success is what i work for, and when them dudes hate

The shit, you can mention me if anybody ask you

I have empire that are ready to kill a few

Nothing will overthrow this empire, theres your news headliner,

Madonna momma, body bottled, you're fine. i'm finer