This is a song about "England"

I'm the king of england france was getting old,

We forever be real, we'll never fold

Doing time in the pen and your gram's old

I'm the king of england with my ships of gold,

I live in england where them bitches rich,

But what we did was found our niche and made a stitch

Paparazzi in the trees, please curtains closed

I'm the king of england this shit too cold,

Nudies and some j six, where i’m from it’s cold

I'm the king of england and you cunts have been told

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

Probably in england sipping on tea,while watching tv