This is a song about "Bow to the king"

Ever since i was a little motherfucker wantin to hangi can see 'em in my head, pow

Ever after evil laughter im the master still full of anger smart enough not to bow

Add me, take me, pay me it’s nothing

Get ready to hail to the king

I spend thousands on the shoes for the coupe it's nothing

He was the man to be, "richer than a king,"

These young niggas come outta nowhere taking out the heart of that shit, know what i'm saying

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

Dare ya, take out the king/

You know what i'm saying

Dreamy little bastard, i done ran outta luck now

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow

I'm just tryin to get back, to what really matters

Bf king is ready to finish the verse,

You heard i was in jail, well i just came from the mall

You ain't king your gonna fall balls to the wall