This is a song about "The lich kings"

And last but not least please don't tell no one

Your raps ain't got shit on half what the kings written

But love my music, say i do nothing but hits

Try to stack that cheese as i tragically cap bad kings

Quickly kneel down to strictly kings of shit, the grim logic

I'm trying to get you hot and wet you know jacuzzi that shit

Lucky seven probably poppa

Crooklyn find me up in kings plaza

Know you are the king of kings and lord of lords in the book revelations god

You gotta look at reality, understand that shit so you don't get caught

These guys are kings of the sea on my map, bee's rise begins the battle royal rap

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

And if i gotta settle for a piece of you

He'll demolish the #kings here like a military coup--