This is a song about "New york wealth"

King of new york, yo i'm already there

Everybody put three fingers in the air

Everybody coming home deserve a white benz

I acted brainlessly, and did everything to gain wealth

You sit in filth while you hate those who sit in wealth,

Baptized in eternal fire i'll shed so many tears

On this side of the tracks there's only riches and wealth

I’m at the limit where i be amazing myself

Got bitches in new york california and decatur

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

Not about the fame or the wealth,

To heaven's door -- shed so many tears

My rhymes, new york states of minds, lyrical crimes, in fact

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last