This is a song about "Lords"

They believe that they are the over-lords

And three hours in the showers with the corpse

Felatio fetish, broads know me where i live

Even when these drug lords hear, they'll take that as a myth//

Chomping at your oxygen chords

Less than an hour he beheads lords

I hear pouts and the lords come to pay, my heart begin to collapse

But on the other hand i don't understand why you got other plans

I only know the underground is filled with all the warring lords,

I like to think i write and rap as tighter than some biker shorts

My nomo could be found in stores but the jersey only nomo got

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