This is a song about "Kings of tonight"

Not only had the fiend died

The champ is here tonight

Girl lemme get them ooh aahs then i gotta catch my plane

You couldn't even name three kings at the top of ya brain,

You gotta learn how to get over something before you jump the fence.

Bunch of so sayers, when they go to sleep tonight, well i just hope they said their prayers

Can't bear the sight of kings on my chest, it's not too swell

They let them white boys free, we be shocked as hell

If you see us on the floor, you'll be watchin' all night

Like the pussy of the girl that i am taking home tonight

Til my faith start responding, and if i get no answer, just know i tried

I flit words in the speed of light, your raps ain't tight so quit rapping tonight

Cause another innocent died

And just an advice quit tonight,

Tell by your handbag that boy don't do you right

I don't want to think of it tonight.