This is a song about "Eleanor of aquitaine"

Take her back to where i live

Of the book of your life

I'm in the courtroom, screaming 'who dat?' on the devil

Defendants of a meddle, restless full of potential

Africa and europe, it's a small world we truly neighbors

Illusion of days of elysium fields full of gladiators

Reaping the humans of leaps of good will

Meanin’ i don’t play ‘cause wale is ill

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

Out of this coviction of feelings

Thoughts of us of everything of everyone's debts

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

Ball out, ball hard, you can't cause it's rent time

Instead of living this life of violent crime

Got a big fat lawsuit and everything

Tired of feeling wired of dealing