This is a song about "Matin the fein"

For the man of the hour

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

The more battles the better the flows

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

The dopest on the planet

Me, wale, so hard - as shit

Eyes poked out the the raven

Car seats got screens in them

It's just the start, the beginning

Hoping that he's listening

The bigger the the fun

Work straight out the kitchen

The holy war, the spiritual troops

I go to war, old timbs, battered boots

Weed they can't fuck with, i'm puffin a.c. green

I'm hatsheput, the king, the queen,