This is a song about "Trap kings"

And you ain't doing nothing wrong

Days of kings, they been gone

Yeah, glitterati, big bodies and tall swings

Try to stack that cheese as i tragically cap bad kings

Niggas start listenin', and what i'm givin' them

Quick trap a demon and dick slap satan!

Kings covered in potassium it clings

Before i lay down, i thank god for the blessings

I’m so fly i don’t even got wings

Who wish to break this dynasty of kings

By the water, au revoir to my audience

I'm out here tryna live life like kings

Nigga, this how it sound if a truck could rap

Distract ya, fully automatic acid trap,

And forget about the trap,

Whether teddy or pat