This is a song about "We the kings"

With no remorseyou get blasted full forcea nike endorsement doin' shootings on a horse

This is the kings buffet, i'm serving all you whores stick to ya day job mopping floors

Cuz id be lyin and yall be fine chase bread with my dog muthafucka felines

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

Your raps ain't got shit on half what the kings written

My talent should take me places i've never been

Last time you had beef was when you went to burger kings

I'm throwing them rocks back, with the fury of bullets

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

Try to stack that cheese as i tragically cap bad kings

Begin to make me feel like a little kid again

You couldn't even name three kings at the top of ya brain,

I’m a blood motherfucker, nothing new to tell

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

And we don't know no right from wrong

Days of kings, they been gone