This is a song about "Treaty of cateu cambresis"

I hit the studio

Return of the king of flow

Flapjack, ooh he bring

Feeling, of appealing

Stepped out on her and she love a nigga still

Reaping the humans of leaps of good will

It's like i'm owner of

Rub the wood and ima show em love

Because of my constant fear of being betrayed

Left my uncle in prison for 15 years no one paid

We don’t reason, no such thing as a peace treaty,

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

Put my plight in the verse, i bring ‘em closer to mine

Instead of living this life of violent crime

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick

A little more of me through generation of a debate of hatred