This is a song about "King cold"

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

Matter of fact go ask they schools how many jerseys they was moving

Fuck they think they is dr. king?

Fuck it, im leaving

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

I'm cold on the cold turkey

The undeniable rise of a king

Go pop some pills or something

Let my angel sing

I'm feelin like a king,

I know the moves i'm making

And it smells like burger king.

Or the chick leaving

Dare ya, take out the king/

Thats spits lyrics so cold

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled