This is a song about "Your highness"

Am i behind this, i'm just like this sinister highness

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

Your eyes it's my paradise, your

Mo county, va, show is over, encore

That's why i shine like i does

Fuck your cronies it's his highness,

See her man face-to-face through the glass

Of your image, your touch, your laugh

His highness, signing in

Visions, dreams of passion

To increase my ends

Your family, your friends,

Out in the district they selling water and buying pistols

I'm fittin' shit, your hatin' it, your littleness, your genitals.

That's right, heheheyo, i heard you got beat up by the police

This his highness signing off, love circling absurdities