This is a song about "We re the kings of tonight"

Mic in my handi run like marion barberyou haters on the sidelines

Get in the right state of mind rissa is like two kings aligned huffing lines

Days of kings, they been gone

Tats out and my hair long

Who wish to break this dynasty of kings

But the battle ain't over till the black man sings

I don't want to think of it tonight.

But i gotta make sure i’m right

The whole point of recycling is to re use with a reason & rhyme

Easy baby. you the bomb and all, but i be damned if i do not land mine

Know you are the king of kings and lord of lords in the book revelations god

You gotta look at reality, understand that shit so you don't get caught

The damage i'm doing tonight is like the product of all the shit i've sliced

Since my last rhyme - the crime rate ain't declineniggas bustin shots like they lost they mind

I beach chair, with my malibu vision

Remember when we all went to kings dominion