This is a song about "King is dead"

When some shit pops in my head, my mind is crazy, hops, drops, and flops until its dead

Give 'em guns, step back, watch em kill each other"it's time to fight back", that's what huey said

Your stupid ass, corny lines trying to fill my head

Ain't no more of writer's block, fightin' hot, hip-hop is dead

And screaming i guess them nightmares as a child

Its time for the new king who is out of his mind

There ain't no telling

Fuck they think they is dr. king?

Bf king is ready to finish the verse,

That barrel longer than a word with 10 letters

Music, i have to listen to music all day long

And closest thing you get to god is being dead and gone

My wife is dead, all i have is mona

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

Your pep is dead my bomb spread so step to this

Y’all rambling, talking shit to these bitches