This is a song about "Cousins king von"

Harder than granite, hoes know i'm coming

Way out hand running to burger king

Hurricane clapping, lyricism ain't working

The undeniable rise of a king

After all this shit, i should be king

I love the way you're standing

Trying to shake, the crates and fakes and snakes

So brothers sisters and cousins could embrace

Niggas dying like its nothing

Here comes the next rap king

You in the presence of a king

But he don't rule a thing

I'm feelin like a king,

Dmv so we used to the waiting