This is a song about "King she"

She say she love me more than anything

I'm not a peasant, i'm a king

Get ready to hail to the king

Ten more depending on where wale going

I'm on the run, keep running

I'm feelin like a king,

This ain't easy, im thinking

Before you take a crack at the "king"

Way out hand running to burger king

Hating my macking, they asking

I said pay me it’s nothing

After all this shit, i should be king

Know that it’s god working

I was born to be a king

Dmv so we used to the waiting

Like hey fucka, im the fuckin king