This is a song about "Kings island"

Try to stack that cheese as i tragically cap bad kings

I just embrace it and take it in within my essence

Raised by a momma who, who

Robben island imprisoned you

But if i'm wrong

Days of kings, they been gone

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

I'm throwing them rocks back, with the fury of bullets

Lucky seven probably poppa

Crooklyn find me up in kings plaza

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

And god blessed me with a lot of patience

Fill up the plug, lemme light my blunt

Going to nyc from long island