This is a song about "King bong"

It's insane, it flows through my veins, and i could light the bong,

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

While drowning you i'm crowned king,

Let my angel sing

Love to keep bakin new pies, strapin the scrapes off the side

Grab the bong and hit it like a spiritual guide

I'm ring winnin, my jeans different

Before i'm gone let me light this bong and

Aw shit these bong hits do the opposite, keep me awake

And he's the only nigga in this particular grade

Dare ya, take out the king/

I hear the people talking

And bad bitches give me head and tell

Bong smoke got me blazed as hell