This is a song about "Kings"

The dilemma is, you think i got no conscience

Try to stack that cheese as i tragically cap bad kings

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that

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

Days of kings, they been gone

I get slight work like big sean

Kings are clashing and storm storms are slashing

I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king

Yeah, glitterati, big bodies and tall swings

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

Kings are clashing and storm storms are slashing

Not concerned with most rappers me i'm a king

Had i not been exposed to these things

Rap satanist thinking that they are kings,

Not dc, this whole fuckin' genre

Crooklyn find me up in kings plaza