This is a song about "Legitimate peasants"

Bet i get it quick lick make it backflip outta town with some how you gonna act shit

Get your you'res and yours inspected before pretendin' you're legitimate

Talking "bitch, you're now in the presence of peasants"

On my mama nigga, i be gone for months

Im carving a cavity callously in mcs that manfully stand to me-with peace n love

U said ma family is a bunch of peasants yet u consider me one of the legends.

Leaves the best of you emcees as peasants and fleas, you're destined to bleed

Roley, rolex, relaxsay she just gave me head, leaned over in the front seat

I treat haters worse then peasants. my goal's unpleasant

And i ain't really give a fuck, it was like a nigga rushed

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

The weight of my brethren ever so considered just peasants

I like to call that a quick flip

Some deserve it they work legitimate

Separated in different classes aristocrats, commoners and the peasants

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love