This is a song about "Me as the king"

Abroad flying and bar buying from broad writing

The undeniable rise of a king

Yeah, you can tell em i’m home

As the king upon the throne

This is just an indication that we still working

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

I'm about to re-killcock it in yo earresurrect and disappearbitch i'm bigger, you small

It's time to stop being so selfish, we tryna be the "king" as if we was elvis, all

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

If i can see it all, does that make the king me?

Mama bills piling up, her son don't got no time to ball

Go burger king on life's ass as this hanging rope leaves me to fall.

I'm the king cobra, call me the viper soldier, nobody colder,

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

As i end my rap, i showed u whos the king,