This is a song about "Supreme king"

Love reefer and love sneaker above those

Wishing i had supreme light like old ass foes

Supreme cream of the crop every where i've been

Look, i got no time for that type of connection

I put it down your throat

It deserves a supreme poke,

I'm flying on top yeah my rhyming supreme

Where i'm from, if you ever seen what i seen

Hop over, run backwards, with a knap sack of green supreme bats

Lost a couple friends, cool; nigga made a lot of fans

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

You'll never be out-doin me kid, yep i'm too supreme

Gonna be the flexed zig king

I got them saying

Money ain't a thing

See, now im the fucking king