This is a song about "The decleration of independance"

Stepped out on her and she love a nigga still

Reaping the humans of leaps of good will

I said i got my ass beat

Of the coke and the smoke of weed

Coz the money of is in the hands of the president

Hopped on the pulpit and told them how i was truly blessed

That's why she ignore my flowers

Shaved of the face of the earth

Return of the king of flow

I'mma do this fast or slow

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

The groups of groupies looped in the hoops of the music business,

Yeah come holla at your uncle

The king of the jungle

Fuck all you haters

Across the face of the earth