This is a song about "Young glo boys gang banging"

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

I'm the beuaty queen b with gangster status that's banging

I ain't mad at cha

Wolf gang we ain't barking, nah

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

Wait barbies arnt for boys,

Banging on the back door,

Who did it before

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

Boring, trying to write, banging my head, snoring

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

Gang banging with bloods and crips

But never once in a gang

Both: this the perfect plan