This is a song about "Popes and kings"

My all gold rolly or the

Crooklyn find me up in kings plaza

Smoking 100 dollar worth of strong

Days of kings, they been gone

Not only eating but i'm living good like kings and queens is

With hugs and kisses, valentine cards and birthday wishes

You're on the verge of squealingbitch made catching feelings

Try to stack that cheese as i tragically cap bad kings

I'm out here tryna live life like kings

I’m so fly i don’t even got wings

That i kinda got a flow, like kings that came before

Mama bills piling up, her son don't got no time to ball

Last time you had beef was when you went to burger kings

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

So if you wanna wild out and trade blows with kings like me,