This is a song about "King she"

Tell them niggas we coming

Here comes the next rap king

Seldomly blasting i would stomp him without asking

Shiva supreme here to rep vertex the king

It's roc nation, this my team

I was king you were queen

They wouldn't be nothing

I'm feelin like a king,

Look, i know you not gay or nothing

And it smells like burger king.

But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play

Getting carried away, but like burger king she can have it her way

Niggas getting flipped, i get them done for nothing

That so jealous with the king,you can never dethrone the king,

And how it feels to feel that feeling

Get ready to hail to the king