This is a song about "Abbie king"

Thank kenny burns, though we not talking

Before you take a crack at the "king"

Fuck they think they is dr. king?

They wouldn't be nothing

Y'know i am the king

Know that it’s god working

Gonna be the flexed zig king

Hey you, what the fuck you think you doing

Wait, now it's about eight something

Like hey fucka, im the fuckin king

Don't be a retard, be a king?

If he didn't have the price i'm asking

Let my angel sing

And it smells like burger king.

We no longer close or nothing

I'm not a peasant, i'm a king