This is a song about "Your my prince"

My beating heart telling me your my remedy

I just want somebody i can see

That's aids to the ill

Im the fresh prince like will

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

My rhymes aid your decomposition,

With my guns your get antiquated

No car key and i mean that

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

King's being beheaded by the prince with instances of sentences

I used to think that was the shit until i saw the fresh prince

Soon as para finite will paralyze her existence

Never ever pay rent

Put your head on my chest