This is a song about "Wear the crown"

You be get up on this fly shit baby

And the voices of my ma,will ever crown me,

They stop the whole game everytime i come around

I race them down, a chasing call to praise the crown

Give me the crown, this victory is mine, masterpiece in my mind,

Then bring your big bad ass to california, cause we ain't hard to find

Blue ball, who fault? mine, only cause i stick around

Boy if you a king im the jewels in ya crown

The battle ain't over till the black man sings

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

Suckas is talking like i ain't still around

I don't wanna be the king so keep the crown

She ain't ever trippin when a nigga ain't around

With a bloody frown, yeah bitch i wear the crown

Headshots at the throne, blood stains the crown

Baby doll, check it out: i get around