This is a song about "King of everthing"

Me and juan ensurin' you that your slut daughters gone

I'm the king of the jungle, beating on my chest like king kong

That’s the same block metta world peace learned to play ball

I'm the king of evilness, pain and maul

But the fifteen credits had a nigga off track

And tupac the original king of rap

I'm the king of england france was getting old,

Righteously living, i know all my verses be cold

Jump off... hoping, i'm hoping

You in the presence of a king

Im, king of the jungle,

A criminal grind mean hustle

Shit i been heard that niggas been working

I'm at the top of this world and i'm crowned as king