This is a song about "Eleanor of aquitaine"

Crucifix pieces, necklace with jesus

Of which im not exactly proud of,

Tired of feeling wired of dealing

And this will be the song that we sing

Illusion of days of elysium fields full of gladiators

He carried weight like a mack truckgonna bust on some playa haters

Feeling, of appealing

But he don't rule a thing

Dubai, i been there -- but fuck that, we in here

Using blacks of course was of wide appeal

On the slow jam of love

Of potential cases

Of being of always getting wired

Oh, cause when you rich you are on top of the world

So here i am at the store for some chips

King of the va, off of those toxins.