This is a song about "Saudi arabia"

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Embrace my words make the world changeand still i smile nigga

I guess i met you for a reason only time could tell, but well

And if you're the 'king of the jungle', i'm the monarch hunter from hell,

My path of destruction leaves disaster like al pacino,

Though i know a couple niggas tryna hem my long jeans joe

Than the muse of a family

Show them im the king of the sea.

The more battles the better the flows

Took me a while just to write those

I caught a can of lipton in the sea,

We got money to go get baby

The irony in that is that i ain't even that, but you put it those pages

High offa glue you see its quite a view to see at the sea couldn't of done this

These are al the symptoms of growing up in tha hood.

Cause innocent women’ll stalk you if you fuck em good