This is a song about "King of horseheads"

Righteously living, i know all my verses be cold

I'm the king of england with my ships of gold,

Together all the timethought it was true love

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

I'm screaming for help, as loud as i can but that's not working

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

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

Music, i have to listen to music all day long

Black women hold it down shawty, it's all love

I'm the computer, the king of devices.

King of the block, niggas know my name

Baby, ain't saying names but we not the same

Everybody put three fingers in the air

King of new york, yo i'm already there

Show them im the king of the sea.

Look, i'm still talking to you baby