This is a song about "Kings school canterbury"

I’m pitchin bitches thats dreamin’ thinking i'm trickin’ chicken

Remember when we all went to kings dominion

Just take them clothes off oh look you got your hair did

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

Try to stack that cheese as i tragically cap bad kings

Just cause you change what you pitching, don’t make the difference

Gold letterman last kings killing shit

Double m-g not to mention we got that

Gotta lotta stuff, fool

See i learned it in school

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

Wanna be where #randyrhino is at, kings and queens

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

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

Got racks, ain’t talking tits

Ballin like some young kings