This is a song about "Parallel kingdom"

As i stare at the ceiling fan, as a fan of these wicked streets

Evaporating cruel regimes, telling the kingdom their schemes

But everybody is a g with the weed in them

The people scared of annihilation when kingdom fuckin come//

Threw 70 bands, bet 50 stacks, oh fuckin well

Warfare and religion seem to run parallel,

Enough fucking atheist rappers to get a nun slapped

2 days 2 ways set this place blown to shit kingdom come fact

With these 'parallel verses', you couldn't touch 'em if your lines were slanted!

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

It's about niggas and bitches, power and money

And i'll take to my kingdom all my family tree

Lose your mind in the rhythm, another kingdom ill from the cycling symptoms,

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

Some say i'm an apostle, for my wisdom is unmatched in the kingdom makes me the one who's fearsome

He should of never fucked around with a sick ass nigga like methey call my name out and niggas run