This is a song about "Being the king"

Its easy on tv make them believe what they be seeing

I die being me,im fucking happy,see my hood see the king

Being king in hell is better the being worker in heaven

Telling me shutup, i’m leaving youthe reason you ain’t even got one

Dare ya, take out the king/

Tell them niggas we coming

Was written in braille now hail the king

We no longer close or nothing

This is fine dine take out

Was king of the underground

Like hey fucka, im the fuckin king

And getting money is the song i sing

Now them broads gon' follow

Return of the king of flow

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

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