This is a song about "Throne"

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

Say what you want i'm immature like roger go home

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

Proud of it all defensive fuck i'm rocking alone

Yup, hit e.t up on the cell phone

Don't think about touching the throne,

And his father from the shame, had to relinquish his throne..

That why when he outta town i make sure she is not alone

So all you peasant muthafuckas take your eyes off the throne

But oh i can’t stay away, not never, your my home, home, home

He even rules on heaven's throne!

So i parked in a tow-away zone

As the king upon the throne

Baby im in the zone

And you acting grown, doggy you ain't back at home

But cant touch me im prone to getting thrown off the throne