This is a song about "The declaration of independence"

The king of the jungle

Shout out them strippers who hustle

Return of the king of flow

Ima keep that on the low

Shaved of the face of the earth

That's why she ignore my flowers

You are always there when i slip up i just don't care never really learned

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

Niggas talk with limited service

Cause america the terror of,

I see a f-cken stargot your momma screamingfor me, like i'm eldebargelookin at my skin

Academics don't mean shit if your privileged decapitation is my declaration

Thinkin of the the dreams

I'm why baby mamas leave