This is a song about "King of the youth"

Then i wait for them days to turn good again

King of the block, niggas know my name

I miss you at my recent show

Return of the king of flow

That the energy of youth is ever flowing

And getting money is the song i sing

Mixed with pain, anger, and hateful rage, the essence of youth,

See it's effortless, these niggas can't step up in my shoes

Pathological liars even know i'm the truth

And say it in a rhyme for the future of our youth,

There’s niggas dying everyday but we don’t make the news

And say it in a rhyme for the future of our youth,

You're the king of cocks

And i'm still hurtin over pops

And i don’t take no dames out

Was king of the underground