This is a song about "King is dead"

When everybody around you is either dead or smoking crack,

Pouring liquor for my niggas that was killed, send em back

Or will they kill me while i'm sleepin, two to the head

Cause when i sit you in your place your reputation is dead

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

Gold pendant for my neck, jesus is king

Out in haiti, adolescents barely have a home

Let it be known, i'm king and this pad is my thrown

That bitch is dead, decapitated head,

My real estate sweet, yea ginger bread

Quick to socializing with the baddest bitches

I am the king,youll now what the fuck best is

If you didn't know i feel this way

Christine is found dead, that very next day

One day a bed

That rap is mostly dead/