This is a song about "The roman empire"

Malia family, we the family

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly

Receive a cult following my own empire

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her

I could think of a couple positions for you

I have empire that are ready to kill a few

I'll grow an empire over your dismiss

That's food for thought you muthafuckas can do the dishes

Insane, crazy, the only girl that can make time then make me stop

We building an empire that will be remembered like camelot

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

But that's a lie, so give this thug a tryi'd rather be ya nigga

Like ellen degeneres clitoris is playing with dick

I spit rapid fire like a roman candle stick

So superb but how am i eating your bars if this rap is getting you served

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