This is a song about "Kings"

Saying fuck a nigga quick, quick

Kings bow down when i grab the mic

Gold letterman last kings killing shit

Now my eyes chinese, keep the loud lit

They want me unemployed, until i hit the streets

But nowadays queens tryna be kings,by any means

But i don’t mean top 40 hits

I'm out here tryna live life like kings

By the water, au revoir to my audience

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

So i guess that's where i hide my things

Gun smokes in rings, graveyards is buried with kings

That don't mean you gotta stop dancing

Kings are clashing and storm storms are slashing

Got 35 up on that last kings tee

I'm on i-80 though with my baby