This is a song about "Bryan king"

Think we can fit ten in, bowls packed with everything

Shiva supreme here to rep vertex the king

I say that keeps me going

You in the presence of a king

She say she love me more than anything

Way out hand running to burger king

Rap king is invited for being a king of china town,

I told my girl i'll be there, so prepare, to get fucked down

Whenever they spit that bullshit they spitting

Got royalty herb, call me the toke king

I'm hatsheput, the king, the queen,

Starin at the wall, heard a scream

Like hey fucka, im the fuckin king

That skate hard, thrash black hoodies, try something

Since we not even talking

I'm feelin like a king,