This is a song about "Throne"

Who feel like they've been overthrown, but still can hold the throne,

Whining and complaining about when you coming home

Never settle for bullshit, and i'm here to claim the throne,

Paparazzi, magazines: please leave me alone

A lonely king, no queen to occupy his throne

And firm his beliefs... his heart made of stone

So all you peasant muthafuckas take your eyes off the throne

But my vision has inclined to some interscope, and its home

Don't think about touching the throne,

I'll whip a 750 if it's black on chrome

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

You better get her, i'm totally into my zone

Come on girl, close your eyes pretend that your home

Up above my castle's moat, right into my fucking throne

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

We just want you back at home