This is a song about "Rap kings"

I'll push this fucking pregnant clown into a hydrant stuck in the ground

This is the underground, team rap pad we're the kings we've all been crowned,

Rap satanist thinking that they are kings,

And in akron, my niggas they would throw things

If he didn't have the price i'm asking

Kings are clashing and storm storms are slashing

And now i only listen to this hip-hop shit

Quickly kneel down to strictly kings of shit, the grim logic

Remember when we all went to kings dominion

Got a fuckin' blog that needs a post? i can get it done

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

I'm throwing them rocks back, with the fury of bullets

I take em home, fuck her, get high and never call again

You couldn't even name three kings at the top of ya brain,

Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits

So you know i be fly, am in da league of kings.