This is a song about "Rap kings"

Got 35 up on that last kings tee

Or you'll drive me crazy

Tell your homegirl relax and let me get inside you

Rap battle is for kings with some golden rings not for fouls who

So i guess that's where i hide my things

I'm out here tryna live life like kings

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

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

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

These guys are kings of the sea on my map, bee's rise begins the battle royal rap

But the battle ain't over till the black man sings

Who wish to break this dynasty of kings

I can always depend on my mama

Crooklyn find me up in kings plaza