This is a song about "League of ledgends"

And to test me, practice my skills in the best league

J big as a muffler, we puff that meineke weed

Top of my pile of bodies

Lights please, lights please

Of the book of your life

What we gotta do to survive

I'm at the top of the league the way i pro-vide,

I just feed em, fuck em, till i’m satisfied

A little more of me through generation of a debate of hatred

You've unleashed the beast and i play you lil' niggas like lisa's shit

Illusion of days of elysium fields full of gladiators

He carried weight like a mack truckgonna bust on some playa haters

Out of this coviction of feelings

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives