This is a song about "Your my prince"

You're uncool like my mother kin

My rhymes aid your decomposition,

My gun your scars, your wrist your calls

Black fours red drop head doors

With prince ali busting rhymes while you cower in fear

All i’m hearing is aids, i ain’t deaf in my ear

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

My beating heart telling me your my remedy

I love all the inspiration

Your part of my hater nation

You wife ain't shit, we g'd her

Your sort of like my sister,

Just cause you change what you pitching, don’t make the difference

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