This is a song about "Bow down to us"

Young peyton don't huddle, still run my play

You bow down to me every day

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

But now that's forced to bow down to capitalist policies,

Heyyyy! got some static for some niggas on the other side of town

Extreme rappers we battled how many times now, and you still refuse to bow down,

I'm still, just like a kid, lookin for stripes on my belt

But he just sat us down and told us to respect

They some kanye biters, i'm a cayun pepper

Our favorite and down for us to love forever.

Then bow down and kiss my feet

No days off and i ain't gettin’ sleep

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

I ain't being facetious saying i speak for the culture

All i want is you baby

Get on your knees and bow down to me