This is a song about "King coz"

Coz all of us are gonna kill you

Gator-toed mauri, three quarters, sky blue

Listen here, i ain't lookin for no tears

67. coz it's a critical sentence,

Coz cuz i won't threaten,

Flyer than the rest of them

Coz this bastards destroyed my life

Turn to the side, let me see them thighs

And it smells like burger king.

Nah i ain't sprung or nothing

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

Can't let the government tell me how my future looking

Coz i didn't know how too

I can't ever change without you