This is a song about "King klit"

I'm hatsheput, the king, the queen,

But i wear mine on my head, supreme

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

Acting like you real or something

Word to shawn corey, and you know what i am doing

Healing is this: i'm the forever king

Get ready to hail to the king

Them people, they talking

Whenever they spit that bullshit they spitting

Way out hand running to burger king

Before you take a crack at the "king"

Since she wasn't really cribbing to his living

Plus big truckin too it's nothing

Dare ya, take out the king/

I'm feelin like a king,

Seen, but damn girl you smoking