This is a song about "King kong"

My eyes were barely opened it looked like i was from hong kong

Yesterday i saw a b-girl crying; i walked up and asked what's wrong

Add me, take me, pay me it’s nothing

After all this shit, i should be king

Seening no part of my long king kong dong. light up a bong get higher

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

I'm feelin like a king,

Or the chick leaving

If his bitch insist on getting sick

Jump posing a kong-fu kick,

And it smells like burger king.

Fuck it, im leaving

Hurricane clapping, lyricism ain't working

Way out hand running to burger king

And we don't know no right from wrong

To start shit bigger than king kong