This is a song about "Jammin king"

Here comes the next rap king

Seen, but damn girl you smoking

Ay, there ain't no telling

I was born to be a king

Acting like you real or something

Like hey fucka, im the fuckin king

In my jordans so i guess im space jammin out your back yard

And they wonder why these california earthquakes hit so hard

And getting money is the song i sing

You in the presence of a king

Before you take a crack at the "king"

This ain't easy, im thinking

Hey you, what the fuck you think you doing

Get ready to hail to the king

Rockin in my jordans so i guess im space jammin on your ball court

But daddy gotta order somethin dealers can't afford