This is a song about "King phillip the second and spain"

Soul brother number two, i'm the one now

Call me the king of crapping, and take a bow

The shit i saw would make king bawl and shit his drawers

Flyer than the rest of ‘em, i hold the beat to reinforce

Police at the door sing like denzel and king kong.

Me and juan ensurin' you that your slut daughters gone

Doobies roll your booty ho alexis know the truthy, bro

Now hold up be a second, and pose for the photo

//me and great the king slayer

Huh, i can't interpret her

The sickest king who's kickin' green and stackin' all the frickin' streams,

That you allow me to work it 'til you know what your actual worth means

But he don't rule a thing

And it smells like burger king.