This is a song about "King"

I said pay me it’s nothing

That this world is mine, im the king

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

Get off a key like i can’t sing

Know that it’s god working

You in the presence of a king

Shit i been heard that niggas been working

Way out hand running to burger king

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

Try to keep my spirits up, that's why i lays it down

Gold pendant for my neck, jesus is king

Hey you, what the fuck you think you doing

Just tell me that i ever meant anything

After all this shit, i should be king

And it smells like burger king.

And this will be the song that we sing