This is a song about "Bow to me"

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

This flow is fire, bow down to your sire

Is it another man? just let me know now

Call me the king of crapping, and take a bow

I know i'm runnin' through your head now

Give an applause, take my bow

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,

Done be ashamed-it ain't no thang, i used to blow trees

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

Is they expect me to bow at their feet

You finally got right? no longer a black sheep

So bow down to the miss.

Get my taste from all of my bitches

Bow down to the elite 'cuz the satanic new world order is here,

Who woulda thought a lil nigga from the ville could get a deal