This is a song about "Amma king"

Say you don’t do what

I'm feeling like king tut

Niggas dying like its nothing

I'm feelin like a king,

Now them broads gon' follow

Return of the king of flow

Don't be a retard, be a king?

Which means she ain't never hear nothing

While drowning you i'm crowned king,

Plus big truckin too it's nothing

Here comes the next rap king

I got them saying

And it smells like burger king.

There'd still be niggas out killing