This is a song about "Killing the king"

Now that's six cops found on that ground

Was king of the underground

The undeniable rise of a king

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

Think we can fit ten in, bowls packed with everything

That so jealous with the king,you can never dethrone the king,

Light skinned women, all sex everything

Was written in braille now hail the king

Here comes the next rap king

I said pay me it’s nothing

You in the presence of a king

Tell them niggas we coming

Killing the competition, without any permission,

Forever in debt to the lord for he's given

I'm hatsheput, the king, the queen,

It's roc nation, this my team