This is a song about "We did kings things"

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives

That's where we claim the crown and say we kings

You wife ain't shit, we g'd her

I did since we got together

See all the fucking wrong things you did

Thomas, clay aiken no gay shit, ass naked

I know that i hurt you, did things i wasn't supposed to.

I love what you're doin'. i'm just hopin' you continue

She never judges u for all the fucked up things that u done did,

M.o.b.! nigga we ridei hit the charts like a stick-up kid

Now me, stalley, and meek wanna see ross get the a-rod loot

But things don't look true, we gotta pull through, without poor mood,

Soon as para finite will paralyze her existence

Like "don't let 'em 'round our women" cuz we own women like things

I don’t want nothing to do with you, i’m through with you

And even though we did live check to check, it's true,