This is a song about "King letsie 111"

Way out hand running to burger king

I know the road i'm taking

Fuck they think they is dr. king?

This ain't easy, im thinking

Seen, but damn girl you smoking

After all this shit, i should be king

Here comes the next rap king

We no longer close or nothing

You in the presence of a king

Look, i know you not gay or nothing

Flapjack, ooh he bring

I'm feelin like a king,

Don't underestimate anything i do

Ay though i love you hate that bitch that's always with you

Know that it’s god working

Get ready to hail to the king