This is a song about "Lords of the trident"

Huh, man of the year, the man of the... work!!!

And when my eyes looking like a nigga tired

Hoping that nobody don't notice

Raybands...hide the face of,

I feel my work ain't enough

Cause america the terror of,

What do i really need

Of the coke and the smoke of weed

Get off a key like i can’t sing

The flooding of the nothing

Chomping at your oxygen chords

Less than an hour he beheads lords

Huh, man of the year, the man of the... work!!!

And i can get em all without lots of effort

Nickel plated chromegot this baby capone lookin like a giant

I'm not scared,i have my confident,in my word as my trident