This is a song about "Hail kings"

And god blessed me with a lot of patience

That's where we claim the crown and say we kings

Then all i really want is for her to get on top

So they jock my tail spot, when it pours hail drop

But if i'm wrong

Days of kings, they been gone

Was written in braille now hail the king

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

This nigga jasper trying to get grown

I'm the flowking hail to my throne

So you know i be fly, am in da league of kings.

Nowadays usually it's his pockets

The fatty pork, all hail hell's gate, dreams steamed and glorified,

Walter payton mercedez, sweetness in every ride