This is a song about "Dri king"

I'm feelin like a king,

I know the moves i'm making

I'm doing the same thing

Y'know i am the king

I'm not a peasant, i'm a king

Go pop some pills or something

Dmv so we used to the waiting

Like hey fucka, im the fuckin king

I'm hatsheput, the king, the queen,

It's roc nation, this my team

Hurricane clapping, lyricism ain't working

Way out hand running to burger king

And it smells like burger king.

There'd still be niggas out killing

I do the right thing

I was born to be a king