This is a song about "Being a king in a kingdom"

Comes the king back to day one, thy kingdom come

And it rules everything around them

And i believe in them, a couple lames out there had beef with them

It's like being in a breadbox, but only being a crumb

And certain death for us ghetto bastardswhat can we do when we're arrested, but open fire

You must flow like a king, rhyme like a fighter, know what i mean, i hope i'm being a guider

Comme des garcons, roam like it ain't nothing

I ask you what's so good about being a king,

Do not give a fuck i've got the swagger of a virgin's dick

Like a starving dog being treated in a clinic.

And my only fear's a wedding ring

I believed in a higher being.

Timmy got his bike stole

Being swallowed in a vac whole

There'd still be niggas out killing

Don't be a retard, be a king?