This is a song about "Deaths throne"

And his father from the shame, had to relinquish his throne..

She like, girl you wrong running away from home

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

Sent to their deaths by the vicious power brokers/

As: i know just what you mean

I create more deaths than nicotine

Look, she love me from them poems, and them songs, in my zone

This the life make it mine wont let you take the throne

Until she came trench coat and a thong and shit

Blunt draggin fanatic the deaths are systematic

Yeah late at night, when i got the phone call and made a right

My hands are tied so i guess your deaths justified.

Office chair big just like a throne

I woulda done anything for my own

Till the day i reach the throne

We just want you back at home