This is a song about "King killah"

I'm just trapped in this killah cage

When i pull up in that candy range

Since we not even talking

After all this shit, i should be king

Like hey fucka, im the fuckin king

Nah i ain't sprung or nothing

See, now im the fucking king

Them people, they talking

Ay, there ain't no telling

Fuck they think they is dr. king?

And it smells like burger king.

Tell them niggas we coming

Okay i’m lying, but i’m trying

I'm not a peasant, i'm a king

Gonna be the flexed zig king

Hey you, what the fuck you think you doing