This is a song about "The emperor"

After the fire, comes the rain

I'm going off the top of the brain

From the cradle to the grave

See money talk and these days

This the clash of the titans

So i guess that's where i hide my things

Yessir... momma looking puerto rican and she got the best hair

You’re the plastic, i’m the passion and the magic in the air

They say the money talks and bullshit walks

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

The more battles the better the flows

Standing flat footed, i’m on my toes

Better acknowledge i'm fienin for that spotlight, cause i'm comin for first, bout to burst,

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