This is a song about "I m king"

Go pull out your m i gear from inside the dresser

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

I was king you were queen

For thinking you clean

Quite gifted, ambitions of life living

After all this shit, i should be king

Y'know i am the king

Know that it’s god working

Better yet they work my every nerve

At 16 years old,i`m bettter than these haters

Sit the fuck down all you old niggas stand me, faggot

Now i m getting bored and started to write this shit...

But they sold jello in the paint

I'm a, p-i-m-p, like fiddy explained