This is a song about "Byzantine empire"

Nothing will overthrow this empire, theres your news headliner,

Madonna momma, body bottled, you're fine. i'm finer

The j gets smaller, i'm loving my zone

He had an empire set up on his own

Trickin’ shit for kids and you know i dont need no cereal

Empire that's peaceful, fuck that, guess i'm just evil.

Receive a cult following my own empire

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for

That you allow me to work it 'til you know what your actual worth means

The maskin' in dire of cavin' in. breakin' empire that's how it seems

Snakes ain't got enough nuts to replace mesittin in this, livin hell, listenin to niggas yell

Cause his empire was on fire he will send to hell who desire, who will be punished by gods well

We building an empire that will be remembered like camelot

I skip to places, smiling faces, while you fucking walk

And certain death for us ghetto bastardswhat can we do when we're arrested, but open fire

Or a fake like you out of the blue i'm throwing a mackaveli like you off the empire