This is a song about "Now give me 8 minion my come to the rescue i m a prince i don t wrinkle like the rest do"

Since i was killed by the don,

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

Tell me to check the blue prints. think that makes you the true prince?

The capital punishment, the loud police sirens

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

I l-o-v-e the thc, w-double-e-d, either n-a-m-e doesnt matter to me,

After all the weed....now i m feeling very high...

Keep your eyes open, i can only say i'll try

A-town, nigga, yeah it's trap city

Do i get a free bee? to jump, come with me?

I say that to the rest

Beach on the weekend

Show em how it's done, then i let em do the rest

Who baby momma's a rat, and who got killed last weekend

Roll the whole mountain, now i’m on the couch bent

Show them how it's done then i let them do the rest