This is a song about "King james 1 of england"

I'm the book, the king of receiving prizes.

I pull up in that 'rari with them other ones

Nudies and some j six, where i’m from it’s cold

I'm the king of england with my ships of gold,

King of louisina i been the truth

Yesterday's paper, that's why you old news

Was king of the underground

Exit the v wit my gun out

I'm the king of england and you cunts have been told

I ain't tricking but they see you as a pot of gold

Where would i be without my dogs

You're the king of cocks

It ain't personalstrictly business, baby

1.e.x.i if ya never of heard of me

King of rebels?, they say

Why i can't move away