This is a song about "King mountain"

Tranquillisers are injected to awaken me as i antagonise mountain lions,

About to have another baby, like a rose from the concretegrowing within, blessed with twins

So, i begin to sip on mountain bay gay rum

But everybody is a g with the weed in them

I love the way you're standing

I'm feelin like a king,

Ain't no mountain high enough, that's gaye

Get a glass and put chris on, yea

Tryna stay clear of my foes

Climbin a mountain to my life goals/

Ass mountain scouting for my mind although without i

My city, growl with me, hootie hoo'ing through the night sky

Dare ya, take out the king/

Or the chick leaving