This is a song about "Kings and peasents"

Crooklyn find me up in kings plaza

Got a killer flow from the llama

Once mr. woods was all good, now a nigga only

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

Remember when we all went to kings dominion

Steady reaching for the stars, but it's only one

Y'all always on that bs and ps i'm takin all things

Gun smokes in rings, graveyards is buried with kings

I just embrace it and take it in within my essence

Last time you had beef was when you went to burger kings

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

Who wish to break this dynasty of kings

We talkin' b blockers keep us with deep pockets

Rap satanist thinking that they are kings,

Try to stack that cheese as i tragically cap bad kings

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since