This is a song about "I m king"

A legend have to bow, africa

I"m ah gut you and the bitch that's with ya

But, shorty i'm far from a saint

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

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

That's why i traded r. kelly my sister for a new hit

Atop the pyramid, i'm on my i m pei dreams

Too much percussion and bass when i take beats

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

Cos my momma told me dat i m the best!

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

In the "city of lights", it's hard to see clear

Go pull out your m i gear from inside the dresser

My pocket's fat, somebody check my blood pressure

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds

Can barely walk the city streets