This is a song about "League of legneds"

Return of the king of flow

She probably had a reason though

I came up hungry

Beaches of normandy.

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

Thoughts of us of everything of everyone's debts

I love a girl that think a lot, cause sex with me is mental

Defendants of a meddle, restless full of potential

Top of my pile of bodies

Cause there'll never be peace

And for the nigga that pulled the trigger then tried to slide

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

Oh, cause when you rich you are on top of the world

Of being of always getting wired

Out of this coviction of feelings

Fuck, clean up on aisle six