This is a song about "I m the king of cod"

Jumped off the porch when i was like six

King of the va, off of those toxins.

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

Used to call me the african don dada

Until she figured out that she don't really like to bang cock

'cause weavin' facades is as easy as lobs of feed to the cod

The king of the jungle

A criminal grind mean hustle

After all the weed....now i m feeling very high...

I swear i put this shit down without a gimmick or lie

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

Go pull out your m i gear from inside the dresser

Jt: didn't get a gift for her

I"m the designated driver

Y'know i am the king

Jump off... hoping, i'm hoping