This is a song about "Kingdom hearts"

But you hate them navel kisses

Who cares about hearts and love

In my underground kingdom filled wit darkness n corpses

But you been looking for love in all the wrong places

Comes the king back to day one, thy kingdom come

We sometimes acknowledge the beat as from

Gotta work - slight work

Whole kingdom raptured, captured,

Cause lord knows, for years i triedand all the other people on my block hate your guts

Lose your mind in the rhythm, another kingdom ill from the cycling symptoms,

Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms

Just remember were all made up of two different hearts

You feel it from your head to your toes

Plastic hearts turn to plastic souls.

I came her to rule my kingdom, i came her to fight for freedom,

Puttin a bullet in mutherfuckers give me a reason