This is a song about "King of a city"

Im, king of the jungle,

I'm modest, and humble

In the club like fuck it, though

Return of the king of flow

Gotta understand the truth. we is all king's 'round here

I'm a king of that hill,i'm keeping it real

They chase you a like mouse in the city of the bronx.

I got nice hands, niggas eat out my big palms

Give me a blue benz, red porsche, red range

If i'll be a king of new-york i wouldn't change

Rap king is invited for being a king of china town,

Start climbing up the charts, so sick, but they tried to clown

Nigga fuck that gin & juice, i'm fuckin with hennessyjust pour me a glass of that dark shit

U fuss with the king of game n u crybaby a lot i've flair the axis that's it

I know there was a time where once i was king of the underground

And dusting off the porcelain and open when their cock is out