This is a song about "Kingdom"

Comes the king back to day one, thy kingdom come

Even if i die, i'm gon' be a fuckin problem

Y'all niggas about to feel thisbreak out the champagne glasses and the motherfuckin' condoms

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

Bet your bottom dollar before i'm done

Help them recreate their kingdom

Yeah you know i got that work

Whole kingdom raptured, captured,

The people scared of annihilation when kingdom fuckin come//

I’ll catch my breath a little, money alright where i’m from

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

In my underground kingdom filled wit darkness n corpses

The more small people at your door like please can i receive

Evaporating cruel regimes, telling the kingdom their schemes

I just wanna escape the frown of the nation, create my own kingdom

And there's something you ain't seeing like i block your vision