This is a song about "Being born to be remembered"

I was born to be a king

And this will be the song that we sing

If i'm getting geetchi i can rock three chains on either block

We building an empire that will be remembered like camelot

Telling me shutup, i’m leaving youthe reason you ain’t even got one

You had to be born on a highway because thats were most accidents happen.

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

Focusing on being what you wanted to be.

I was born to rap, i was born for that

Nigga ain't nothing sweet like a kool aid pack

Nobody remembered me, they just held on to there grief,

That's why i get cut like i don't fuck with the coach knees

Will i rise to greatness im faithless ona basis being famous id be raging

Known to damage and highly flammable like gas stationssorry i left that ass waiting

No days off is time gone, trying to get my paper straight

I am to be remembered for bringing this beat to recreate,