This is a song about "Drugged up cunts"

Raising it up, levitating, lifting it up,

It's not making sense to you right now but

Hold up, hold up, hold up, we bear the croix

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

Someone drugged me too many pills which i hope succeeds to be the thing that kills

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

Cunts goin round wid a strap, one shot your bros gone//

But i overshine ain't no niggas over sean

Incredible flow you cant bind up (bind up)

You know its black thought and your boy the bro ?uest, but

Entrance no charge cause we late to the club

Cause imma step it up, build it up

Locked in tight cause you're trying to keep this cunts buzz

Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses

I'm the king of england and you cunts have been told

I ain't tricking but they see you as a pot of gold