This is a song about "King of the samur"

Because there ain't no coming back from that

Cause im the fucking king of rap

Have that consistence drive long as your motor’s running

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

The angels sing and i feel like thats my roll call

I'm the king of evilness, pain and maul

King of the block, niggas know my name

Bring the hook,i think i need to spark again

And tupac the original king of rap

The real muscle in the message of that

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

You brought and chose, guess she moving on, yep, we do it wrong

If you to check out

Was king of the underground

Im, king of the jungle,

A criminal grind mean hustle