This is a song about "Turkish empire"

I don't mean to matthew kemp you, but shit you

I have empire that are ready to kill a few

Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for

Nothing will overthrow this empire, theres your news headliner,

Rather die making money than live poor and legal

Empire that's peaceful, fuck that, guess i'm just evil.

And certain death for us ghetto bastardswhat can we do when we're arrested, but open fire

Or a fake like you out of the blue i'm throwing a mackaveli like you off the empire

If i'm getting geetchi i can rock three chains on either block

We building an empire that will be remembered like camelot

I'll grow an empire over your dismiss

Professing they found one ready as this

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

Receive a cult following my own empire

That you allow me to work it 'til you know what your actual worth means

The maskin' in dire of cavin' in. breakin' empire that's how it seems