This is a song about "King glory boyz"

I’m tryna be low key

I want all the glory

It's about a little peasant who was just looking for glory

Cooking in a laboratory, hoping i can tell a story

Cause these suckers wanna spray where i lay downmy homie lost his family and snapped

Go ahead miley approves its okay go ahead and show the boyz how us girls act,

Stuck on stupid all you boyz aint on my level you've been executed my flow got you wounded

Nigga fuck that gin & juice, i'm fuckin with hennessyjust pour me a glass of that dark shit

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Bumping heavy d and the boyz, still "chunky but funky"

Assured of my own glory i won't ever change my story

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Don't mess with j-dot or you'll get sent up to glory

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

It's been three years since we went and fell from glory,