This is a song about "Kings cross"

Is spittin to a gathering lookin like a criss cross

Shame on ya'll, you tryna ball with the game on pause

Remember when we all went to kings dominion

Got a fuckin' blog that needs a post? i can get it done

Kings are clashing and storm storms are slashing

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

And when it come to the cash

That if they cross my path

That's where we claim the crown and say we kings

So i guess that's where i hide my things

Nowadays usually it's his pockets

Kings covered in potassium it clings

So you know i be fly, am in da league of kings.

We talkin' b blockers keep us with deep pockets