This is a song about "King crimson"

After all this shit, i should be king

They locking us up for the drugs that we doing

I'm feelin like a king,

Why not me the same thing

Gold pendant for my neck, jesus is king

Hey you, what the fuck you think you doing

Don't be a retard, be a king?

Since we not even talking

Which means she ain't never hear nothing

Got royalty herb, call me the toke king

Way out hand running to burger king

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

And it smells like burger king.

But he don't rule a thing

Healing is this: i'm the forever king

But wouldn't be the topic of my few friends talking