This is a song about "Knights of the round table"

I ain't quitting the knights shining, filled up with exuses like invites lying

The aftermath is y'allsi told ya last album, we need help cause we dying

Corona beers with a round of alligator clips

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

Cycle of living in the ghetto 'round that shit, live every moment

I want to tie her body up and throw her in my basement

Though i know a couple niggas tryna hem my long jeans joe

And you’re knights to fight, causing so much of the crime it’s psycho,

So how about a fair round with no riding of the dicks

Ya weed quiet, you broke, y’all eaten lean pockets

I bled on the bed and then on da table

No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble

For not being perfectly perpendicular to the table

Welcome to the euphoria of cocaine without able

I recollect we used to ball now just living's enoughi stand tall in the winter summer spring or fall

I put my head on the table an sacrificed it all, just to be kicked down infront of them all,