This is a song about "Lars prom king"

Come see real niggas on my team

I'm hatsheput, the king, the queen,

Fuck they think they is dr. king?

And this will be the song that we sing

They are not confident when im talking

Like hey fucka, im the fuckin king

Since she wasn't really cribbing to his living

Was written in braille now hail the king

And it smells like burger king.

Hating my macking, they asking

Way out hand running to burger king

I love the way you're standing

Energized and still going

Don't be a retard, be a king?

See, now im the fucking king

This ain't easy, im thinking