This is a song about "Let me be your king"

I got a love jones for your body and skin tone

Never let your life be stitched always be sewn

If you want beef let your lyrics be the talker

Account overdraft what i got this debit for

I'm on deck i'm up next

Here... let me stretch your legs,

I'm screaming for help, as loud as i can but that's not working

Now let me be clear there's a reason i'm a king,

Let it be known, i'm king and this pad is my thrown

The kings get killed very least overthrown

Gonna be the flexed zig king

I say that keeps me going

With all your bullshit ,"let me explain"

Just plain pat visions with some sick aim

And not let your absence phase me

Than the muse of a family