This is a song about "King karkass"

I'm feelin like a king,

The time is waiting

Know that it’s god working

While drowning you i'm crowned king,

Here comes the next rap king

I ain't with the talking

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

Get ready to hail to the king

Comme des garcons, roam like it ain't nothing

Like hey fucka, im the fuckin king

And it smells like burger king.

I know these haters watching

Way out hand running to burger king

Shit i been heard that niggas been working

I know the road i'm taking

I was born to be a king