This is a song about "I m king brezzy"

My nigga pac, be ready for whatever

Go pull out your m i gear from inside the dresser

Cos i m working in this shit...which my daddy made...

On tours, we straight making sure lawyer fees paid

She shift my gears and whispered in my ear

I m not making u feel that u r my dear...

Get it girl, keep that motor running

After all this shit, i should be king

Bt i m still writing my rap which is lyrical and melodious....

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

I m stuck with my laptop in this shitty office...

Amadou & mariam but still no chorus