This is a song about "King record"

[record scratch] the industry is backwards to me

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

Now they telling me im not allowed to rhyme on the record

But daddy gotta order somethin dealers can't afford

Trife emcee this is a parkside production record

He pushing cause his goal's to be higher with the lord

But he don't rule a thing

Here comes the next rap king

See boy she been in love

The minds of record labels

To give him a big record deal,

Ghost in the hook so real

I like the way they dribble up and down the court

This is just me braggin for the record

Write your fondest thoughts and record them

I swear i'll never call you bitch again