This is a song about "The next episode"

Here comes the next rap king

I ain't with the talking

So who the fuck gonna bark next?

My god come before this bread

Because of the feds as we pledge to let our plague spread

We're leaving the old mess and moving on to the next

But when the music plays its like my worlds an episode of cops

Metaphors in every color, these indelible bars

My reign lulu's son shine

I cant think of the next line...

And for the next week, next month and the entire summer he is a mess

I shall not fear no man but godthough i walk through the valley of death

Another tragic episode

This be the realest shit i ever wrote

Peacefull, the next im crude,

But radio ain't trying to follow suit