This is a song about "King of ghosts"

Shout out them strippers who hustle

Im, king of the jungle,

All them bitches converse with me off that react juice

King of louisina i been the truth

And tupac the original king of rap

Platinum and gold, you gots to love that

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

Niggas talk a lot of shit, but that's after i'm gone

But, who is to blame when we let them in on everything

All these all-talk bitches lust for the title of king/

King of the block, niggas know my name

Aimin' at them skin headed bitches let it rain

Now i see the ghosts of my past they're white

To take all those wrongs and make them right

You're the king of cocks

More props. r.i.p., my poor pops