This is a song about "Being king"

It's time to stop being so selfish, we tryna be the "king" as if we was elvis, all

I'm about to re-killcock it in yo earresurrect and disappearbitch i'm bigger, you small

Gonna be the flexed zig king

I do the right thing

I'm just back to being lyrical, the only criminal for slaying the king

Im not really like worried about fucking up or you know what im saying

Being king in hell is better the being worker in heaven

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

The undeniable rise of a king

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

Get ready to hail to the king

Ricky is sitting, baba was sitting

Cut me off every time im talking

Healing is this: i'm the forever king

Nah i ain't sprung or nothing

Dare ya, take out the king/