This is a song about "Bow down to us"

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

They try to dumb us down, slow us down, and take our innocence,

Yes, im gluttonous. d.c. up in this

So bow down to the miss.

Late nights and early flights, rushing right now

My seat sittin down watch you niggas take a bow

See i'm breathing for a purpose

Down any thoughts of us

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

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

Ho's, got a list, but i gotta pick

Kings bow down when i grab the mic

I'm leaving in an act of a clown making everybody lough in the town,

Everybody outside on the porch,radio blasting neighbors telling us to turn it down

Our favorite and down for us to love forever.

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her