This is a song about "Kings and"

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city

So if you wanna wild out and trade blows with kings like me,

That cred represents and i kill kings like double motherfuckin' dead presidents,

Since i ain't in many penitentiaries the best revenge is fuck friends

Not only eating but i'm living good like kings and queens is

I just ride for my niggas and give the bitches the business

Crooklyn find me up in kings plaza

That's gettin' oldplus with tha drama

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

Kings are clashing and storm storms are slashing

Try to stack that cheese as i tragically cap bad kings

Everybody seems to misread every sentence

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

Kings are clashing and storm storms are slashing

I'm out here tryna live life like kings

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since