This is a song about "King kunta"

Tell them niggas we coming

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

Niggas dying like its nothing

Was written in braille now hail the king

Before you take a crack at the "king"

Thank kenny burns, though we not talking

After all this shit, i should be king

I'm on the run, keep running

We no longer close or nothing

And it smells like burger king.

See, now im the fucking king

About the way i'm feeling

Like hey fucka, im the fuckin king

There'd still be niggas out killing

Shoe game bad yeah she might know something

Shiva supreme here to rep vertex the king