This is a song about "King she"

Thank kenny burns, though we not talking

I was born to be a king

Well do the hokey-pokey, and turn that ass around

Rap king is invited for being a king of china town,

If he didn't have the price i'm asking

And it smells like burger king.

Way out hand running to burger king

Are you coming?to the point that your running

Energized and still going

Don't be a retard, be a king?

That this world is mine, im the king

There'd still be niggas out killing

I know these haters watching

Y'know i am the king

Starin at the wall, heard a scream

I was king you were queen