This is a song about "Bow down to me"

Is they expect me to bow at their feet

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

So bow down, nobody talks about when sinister rhymes,

Blinded by all these street lights, up late, can't sleep nights

Call me the king of crapping, and take a bow

Soul brother number two, i'm the one now

Consuming drugs to dumb me down, numb me down then she goes down/

She ain't ever trippin when a nigga ain't around

Bow down to the king, you're about to be pleased

Did you fix me up, i'm your number 1 fiend

I'm hopped up on it, it won't go away

You bow down to me every day

What do i really need

Then bow down and kiss my feet

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow

Cause i run up in them and i make their cats meow