This is a song about "Ghost rider vs the king of time"

I battle more hard then the ghost of mozart,

Right this minute, they say i'm buzzing hard

Show them im the king of the sea.

You be get up on this fly shit baby

Goadome nikes, the cortazone of the poem writer

It's gotten to the point where amir called me a dick rider

So i guess that's where i hide my things

King of the va, off of those toxins.

Magazines who at times seem to misuse

King of louisina i been the truth

And tupac the original king of rap

Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that

I always judge a book by the cover, never the page

I got freakin ghost rider temperature minus nicholas cage

All these all-talk bitches lust for the title of king/

Think we can fit ten in, bowls packed with everything