This is a song about "Medieval times"

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

Medieval buggy like the cops' devices, passin',

I'm stuck in triangles, looking for my angel

Torture plans with weapons you could call medieval

Relive all the good times

Then put it into sex drive

Daytime bus pass, now it’s night flights

Like kg said cowards die a thousand times

I used to have dark nights now it’s bright lights

I apologized a trillion times

The world seems strange at times

When i get my hands on nines

Now most of us be rootin' for this evil

Might not get a fuck to give and go medieval

Tryna make a difference where i'm from, where you live

Said off so many times, writers block, its hard times