This is a song about "Street kings gang"

Kings are clashing and storm storms are slashing

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

That's gettin' oldplus with tha drama

Crooklyn find me up in kings plaza

Gun smokes in rings, graveyards is buried with kings

And i don't gotta talk about my feelings

Thank kenny burns, though we not talking

Ain't no other kings in this rap thing

Ballin like some young kings

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

Who wish to break this dynasty of kings

So i guess that's where i hide my things

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

By the water, au revoir to my audience

Fly bitch gang we did that

Snapple fact: you rather wack