This is a song about "Bohemian rhapsody"

Kill 'em witha rhythm, read them your past,

Stack in his hand trynna make that last

Tonight she gon' fuck with mei beated up that pussy

To chain the internal beast inside me

Westside, bitch i run mine

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

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

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Your a queen so you know ile always treat you royal,

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

With a different sounding riff pounding ya brain insane like a preacher

I'm love stoned from everywhere and she knows

Nigga i ain't fuckin' wit no riff raff hoes

Criminal mind, subliminal syllables riddle your mind

Couple of ‘em dimes, but all my hoes is hard to find