This is a song about "The throne"

I’m telling you mc’s to watch the throne/

Girlfriends, groupies, then i'm all alone

Gotta handle your own

Choked the one on the throne

Whining and complaining about when you coming home

The fact yah's not coming back and that you lost the throne....

So all you peasant muthafuckas take your eyes off the throne

Now y’all better leave me alone, got license for my chrome

Better than college, after that, students home

Dissing dissabled, will next take the throne,

Now he's blasted after the top like an heir to the throne

Whenever i'm through, you already on the phone

Yeah, i'mma let the chips fall

And ball until the throne and thrall

Of language will suggest if they're hard and they own the throne,

Look, she love me from them poems, and them songs, in my zone