This is a song about "Kings rule"

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives

Gun smokes in rings, graveyards is buried with kings

Let my angel sing

See cash rule everything

I think it's more racist than ratings

Kings covered in potassium it clings

Rap fool,follow the leader,let the master rule

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

Rapping rule, back to school

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

Contrary to the rule of the wise generals

So i guess that's where i hide my things

I'm out here tryna live life like kings