This is a song about "K"

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

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city

K family, billionaires

So hold back ya tears

I live by the code: fuck bitches, love queen

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

Smile on my face, tears of a sad clown

Everything is gonna be cool when my k meltdown

Not concerned with most rappers me i'm a king

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

K dot got no, flow and dre no dice, my bad thats rata, tat on the mike,

Now me and quik gonna show you niggas what it's like on this side

(a k e) seems like a woman to me

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key