This is a song about "Kings lynn academy"

Gold letterman last kings killing shit

Told you camp lo was my favorite

I sip the def ale with all the fly women

Remember when we all went to kings dominion

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

He took it to pitchfork, he couldn't get a sentence

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

And start earning some cash to go back to the academy

Now i'm stuck in this hell called lynn

They gon' love me for my ambition

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

Kings are clashing and storm storms are slashing

Gun smokes in rings, graveyards is buried with kings

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

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

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