This is a song about "Lords of the trident"

Return of the king of flow

It ain't nothing though

Ma want me to go find a wife

Of the book of your life

Chewin' on some trident know i'm too defiant

One hood with 20 four-four's like a cloned kobe bryant

//summary of the moral of the story is in the notes>>

And the money that my momma spent on rent and clothes

You gotta look at reality, understand that shit so you don't get caught

Know you are the king of kings and lord of lords in the book revelations god

Raybands...hide the face of,

Pocket racked up all big faces

Of the coke and the smoke of weed

For me looks good she said oh you so sweet

The flooding of the nothing

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing