This is a song about "Bow down bitches"

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city

And bow my head down, so i pray to one and only thee

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

Cocky bitches shedding down they're mouths like they droplets

And skinny jeans ain't quite the lick

Kings bow down when i grab the mic

But don't fall asleep

Then bow down and kiss my feet

Y’all bow down to whoever writes the bible, what’s the stutter

Fuck this rap shit, i'll die for mine, motherfucker

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

Run em down, gun em down, bitches start hollerin'

So you play nice, bow down, don't put up a fight

If you see us on the floor, you'll be watchin' all night

So bow down, nobody talks about when sinister rhymes,

I'll paint you with my tongue and stay in those bikini lines