This is a song about "Fucking cunts"

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

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Fucking nonexistent as my fucking competition

Every week nosy cunts reading a magazine

But inside of my pocket is a dollar plus a dream

And blast you with his fucking

Boy, i’m doin’ my damn thing

Fucking maggot fucking a faggot

If i call your hotline and pay 29.99 shit

Not too many options when you coming from the projects

Place your fucking bets before i slice her fucking breasts