This is a song about "Kings lynn academy"

Black foamposites, it's like we on that mobbing shit

Quickly kneel down to strictly kings of shit, the grim logic

By the water, au revoir to my audience

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

Rap satanist thinking that they are kings,

I think it's more racist than ratings

And getting money is the song i sing

Kings are clashing and storm storms are slashing

Kings bow down when i grab the mic

Killing these niggas off quick

Who wish to break this dynasty of kings

And i don't gotta talk about my feelings

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

Try to stack that cheese as i tragically cap bad kings

Nigga, i got that dilla, premo, swizzy flow

There the kings so they think its over though