This is a song about "Why can t we be like before"

Be a king, think not - why be a king when you can be a god

A couple of haters looking, i’m knowing them niggas hot

Whoa yo, yo.. no homo, i'm not gay, faggot

We can go to the mall, then be back to the crib

The mirror's screaming at me saying i'm emmi lola's son

We can rearrange, be more selective, instead of television,

I never smiled as a juvenile

The one who can´t even show a real smile

With shitty education systems, why can we not make a dime?

Blowing bands in that strip club, count it up in your down time

Why don't we try and be a lovin' population

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

They say tvd can´t rap but they are handicapped,

Enough fucking atheist rappers to get a nun slapped