This is a song about "Rap kings"

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

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

Gold letterman last kings killing shit

Im sayin one night my love is like that

Ain't no other kings in this rap thing

I love the way you're standing

All i want is you baby

Got 35 up on that last kings tee

Sixty-two, without no tint; missing roof on my new shit

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

I’m so fly i don’t even got wings

Gun smokes in rings, graveyards is buried with kings

Wanna be where #randyrhino is at, kings and queens

Ain't tryin to be your god, just want to live my dreams

So you don't drown, when you decide to follow

There the kings so they think its over though