This is a song about "Tragedy of julius caeser"

Look, i'm back like niggas on a bus

Of which im not exactly proud of,

All this happening to rap is tragedy.

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

In my room, redefinin' the meanin' of black holes

So i cure that tragedy by rhyming after bowls

Watch them hoesall you niggas out therebeware these lyin ass scandalous bitches

Caused with pain and agony a tragedy mentally scarred covered with

Return of the king of flow

Hit the club she drop it low

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

And that only consists of zero tragedy

Out of this coviction of feelings

This is how she want to live