This is a song about "King clutch"

Y'know i am the king

Go pop some pills or something

Suck it up, i cuddle clutch my finger when the trigger bust

I'm a gentlemen women tell me my wisdom is different

Dare ya, take out the king/

They wouldn't be nothing

If he didn't have the price i'm asking

See, now im the fucking king

Clutch her jeans while she kicks, osama asked for my tricks.

I'm throwing them rocks back, with the fury of bullets

With rhyming skills, you in amish village

I wish i could just be there in your clutch

And lucifer, prepare to clutch, shit just begun

"ma, i gotta eat...i don't know your religion

You oughta see this, my modded sneaker is often three much

Sometimes i feel i can't get out of a certain cobra clutch,