This is a song about "Highness"

Blood been rushing, i'm thinking 'bout loving

Come on now your highness, i did nothing,

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

Is this bitch royal i despise my own highness

Rub the wood and ima show em love

Fuck your cronies it's his highness,

Niggas fuck with your boy, i can make you some money

Retrying my luck to see, my highness reluctantly

It's his highness and the finest

Hotel suite, room keys is a gift

Niggas fightin 'cross the whole planet, so it could never be peace

This his highness signing off, love circling absurdities

Together all the timethought it was true love

Declined and ignored i implore you bow to your highness

His highness higher than you could ever be

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free