This is a song about "League of nations"

He took it to pitchfork, he couldn't get a sentence

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

Complications come from constant falling nations and wicked roots,

Walkin through the streets wearin jewels, breakin niggas makin moves

Wolf gang in this bitch, nigga, we six feet deep

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

Ain't had shit to loose, pullin' my pistol on them fools

Complications come from constant falling nations and wicked roots,

That remix flow, mocco bread, pg though

Return of the king of flow

9 months later, new car, can’t afford a son

Wrecking ball is gonna be tha nations anthem

Waitin' in the fields to pick the cotton, sick and rotten nations,

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips