This is a song about "Street kings gang"

Rap satanist thinking that they are kings,

He took it to pitchfork, he couldn't get a sentence

Days of kings, they been gone

Smoking 100 dollar worth of strong

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

These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference

Gang banging with bloods and crips

The jiggas and the tips

And i don't gotta talk about my feelings

Gun smokes in rings, graveyards is buried with kings

Kings covered in potassium it clings

By the water, au revoir to my audience

Why are you talking about your gang

Well goddamn, now i be the man

Leave you severed across the street

And 5-0 they work for us, walk the beat