This is a song about "King of the jungle"

Your grind's feeble, i'm regal, really, i'm willy smith

The queen of hearts said i'm the king of all aces

And when you up in wet willies, you ain't even thinking

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

If you could only help me out of this jungle bear, i will give you 4 bannanas of the monkies here,

And red alert was puttin in work, with chuck chillhad my homies on the hill getting ill, when shit was real

No one notice your struggle

Im, king of the jungle,

Was king of the underground

Then get out your seat and jump around

We buying they hoes bags, getting they bitches shoes

King of louisina i been the truth

Cause we been off them slave ships

King of the va, off of those toxins.