This is a song about "King flex"

While drowning you i'm crowned king,

Hating my macking, they asking

Ironic this verse was conceived while drivin’ a lex

Book close by to pass the time while waiting for that flex

I'm on deck i'm up next

Enemies try to flex,

Try to be like me you cant flex like me. rhymes so tight, soundin so right.

You headin' to his car for some sexi pass by, can't hold back tears inside

Got golden arm go try to flex this

Go! you free to go about your business

Convertibles with turbo jets

When your brain starts to stretch and flex,

I say that keeps me going

You in the presence of a king