This is a song about "Palace"

And i'll be rich if i get another diss

Got the musician in my palace playing brasses,

Snakes ain't got enough nuts to replace mesittin in this, livin hell, listenin to niggas yell

I’ll tell you were you belong , your palace isn't here or there you are in the middle of nowhere

These rappers got statuses of living in a palace,

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

Very few thats in my bracket as i sit back in my palace and watch your body fill with maggots

And everybody grieves, but still nobody seesrecollect your thoughts don't get caught up in the mix

Then put it in my baggage and send it to an egypt palace

And if she have it, she gon' change her blackberry status

I can teach you all the sounds of love

Yeah, they livin in a golden palace

We rule the palace indentured servants bring the wine and chalice

My entendres be tumblin’ while you niggas lack balance

Bigger than a palace i'm more bitter than malice you're a quitter

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her