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

They loved the sight

The champ is here tonight

Had i not been exposed to these things

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

But every other part of you make me wanna depart and

Re-locate to a spaceship, orange the name of my agent

Calling niggas really knowing they dont give a hell

Can't bear the sight of kings on my chest, it's not too swell

Murder for murder, the beef recycled is light

There's a breathless hush in the close tonight

Mathematic deconstruction systematic re-destruction yep, we back at it

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

No difference i allready stole the stage tonight

Harder niggas try to hate me, they be lovin’ this side