This is a song about "League of legands"

That bitch was racist, got me fired

Of being of always getting wired

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

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

Out of this coviction of feelings

They gettin chips, they flippin bricks

Beaches of normandy.

She going to borrow some money

We're two separate digits, we're a whole knew league kid,

That wet wet in my two seaterher nails done, her hair did

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

See this what happens when you rap like you ain't no ones favorite

Ok, chief-in on whatever on another level

Defendants of a meddle, restless full of potential