This is a song about "Funky king"

Is you a fiend now, nigga? catch a gleamed bullet

Of that funky, chunky, smelly green shit.

While drowning you i'm crowned king,

I'm doing the same thing

Caught up and slipping for fearing a mcdonald’s position

Yo, this is some funky rhythm hitting composition

Funky. lyrics. of. wisdom. are four words of appreciation,

They rock n rolland bring tha funk to tha whole nation

Make martin luther tell god i'm the future for heaven's talent

This funky rhythm fits so snug, dynamic funk boomin from your trunk

Don't murder me murder me, killa a nigga in his sleep

And i laid some rhymes for you on this funky gangsta beat

Spread the word and witness, he rose on the first sunday

Can't even lose hair, rythm ah rock block tha funky

So ill leave after i spit a bit of some funky shit,

And niggas ain't shit but you already knew that