This is a song about "Guardians of galaxy"

Fill up a buster, my skill is bigger then a galaxy cluster.

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

And in akron, my niggas they would throw things

Most of y'all drop quick cause of impatience,

Same bitches used to play me though

Return of the king of flow

Of which im not exactly proud of,

And i need you to show me love

Flapjack, ooh he bring

Feeling, of appealing

Still hear that laughin' under breath while the orlando police

The malady a galaxy of self-fulfilling prophecies

Out of this coviction of feelings

Not king james, these were coke kings