This is a song about "Ottoman empire"

High outer space no atlas got a lot of bait

Jump jump bitch right off the empire state

He had an empire set up on his own

Hit towns with coke, a .45 blue as chrome

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

But its enough to build with the bricks of an empire

Nothing will overthrow this empire, theres your news headliner,

Madonna momma, body bottled, you're fine. i'm finer

Ok, chief-in on whatever on another level

Empire that's peaceful, fuck that, guess i'm just evil.

We building an empire that will be remembered like camelot

Give me tall glass, coconut ciroc, please, no soda pop

Receive a cult following my own empire

Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for

And ones desiresbe pulling all my cabbage like priorsstuck in the trance searching for something higher

Or a fake like you out of the blue i'm throwing a mackaveli like you off the empire