This is a song about "K up"

Not concerned with most rappers me i'm a king

So a-k to your brain, and you ooz-ing

Everything is gonna be cool when my k meltdown

I go dough let around, my ho slow head around

Od'd on that mitchell-ness you thought it was '03 again

K tryin' to explain, fake rappers are on the reign

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money

A fucken mc drinking a gay tea his name is a k e

Ridin through my hood with the k with no brakes bitch

They vaguely decipher my language

K family, billionaires

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

With anything you need, i'm young k to the fucking scene.

Got a pocket full of cream, my moccasin's clean

J k, im just a joker

Good love then i can do that for her