This is a song about "King edgar"

Ricky is sitting, baba was sitting

Way out hand running to burger king

Get it girl, keep that motor running

Get ready to hail to the king

Like hey fucka, im the fuckin king

I said pay me it’s nothing

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

He's looking scarier than j. edgar hoover

Get off a key like i can’t sing

And it smells like burger king.

I was king you were queen

Exclusives, y'all never seen

You know what i'm saying

Don't be a retard, be a king?

Just tell me that i ever meant anything

Shiva supreme here to rep vertex the king