This is a song about "King of ghosts"

Shout out them strippers who hustle

The king of the jungle

Usually turn out to be the fakest ones

I'm the book, the king of receiving prizes.

You in the presence of a king

I'm activated by the moves your making

You're the king of cocks

And i'm still hurtin over pops

Wanna see you work your body

Show them im the king of the sea.

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

Think we can fit ten in, bowls packed with everything

And tupac the original king of rap

You're very attractive, and notice that