This is a song about "The principles of democracy"

She likes the way it hits her lips

This the clash of the titans

Got the eye of tiger, spit of cobra, form of a dragon

Fuck-nigga-ass hypebeast niggas, now back to the album

Hmm, knew in my heart you was the same motherfucker bad

It's against my principles, like religion dont pray that

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

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

That's your soul along with your principles and your morals

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

Hey baby girl what it look like

In the face of the outside.

Me and my peeps often meet

Of the coke and the smoke of weed

The king of the jungle

I'm on the block as usual