This is a song about "King leer"

Since we not even talking

And it smells like burger king.

While drowning you i'm crowned king,

Get off a key like i can’t sing

I'm feelin like a king,

I'm on the run, keep running

Fuck you post-drake-ass cliche-jerking, la-slauson rapping

That so jealous with the king,you can never dethrone the king,

I'm feelin like a king,

And yea we both coming

There ain't no telling

Gonna be the flexed zig king