This is a song about "King mateo"

Return of the king of flow

You got that indie glow

And it smells like burger king.

Hey you, what the fuck you think you doing

Before you take a crack at the "king"

They are not confident when im talking

Are you comingto the point that your running

After all this shit, i should be king

Was written in braille now hail the king

Okay i’m lying, but i’m trying

How they say that we not working

Dare ya, take out the king/

The undeniable rise of a king

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

Y'know i am the king

Let my angel sing