This is a song about "Hail kings"

Tired of sifting through my mail i feel like cartwright, bills

Oh hail might jesus crucifix the addicts,

Rap satanist thinking that they are kings,

I’m so fly i don’t even got wings

He took it to pitchfork, he couldn't get a sentence

Last time you had beef was when you went to burger kings

Ebrious but hardly frail, tedious but always hail

In the futuren, truly yours , wale

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

Load the glocks they stuntin', we control the block

Coming down hard like hail, wreckin versse like derail,

When i'm in the dmv i hit the home wale

Seen, but damn girl you smoking

Was written in braille now hail the king