This is a song about "The ottoman empire"

Got a pocket full of cream, my moccasin's clean

We all the same the blacks the whites the something in between

The bigger the the fun

We have nothing in common

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Nothing will overthrow this empire, theres your news headliner,

Empire that's peaceful, fuck that, guess i'm just evil.

Make some move, ambition i’m on a level

Diamond empire motha fucker we da officials

Hasheem thabeet and various other peoples

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,

I'll grow an empire over your dismiss

Ask her address she holla saks fifth

And the thirst, just the worst, it's the curse of the juice!

Bail hard but balling 50 on them pretty shoes