This is a song about "King crimson"

Ten more depending on where wale going

The undeniable rise of a king

Hasheem thabeet and various other peoples

Freddie lips crimson and mistaken with the seagulls

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

And it smells like burger king.

Wait, now it's about eight something

See, now im the fucking king

I say that keeps me going

Don't be a retard, be a king?

Starin at the wall, heard a scream

I was king you were queen

Which means she ain't never hear nothing

Shiva supreme here to rep vertex the king

I'm feelin like a king,

They 22′s or something