This is a song about "Money king"

Way out hand running to burger king

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

Them people, they talking

Dare ya, take out the king/

Triple white ferrari yeah thats the easter bunny

We all have a dream like king said about a bit of money,

Go pop some pills or something

Was written in braille now hail the king

I'm feelin like a king,

You should be running

After all this shit, i should be king

Quite gifted, ambitions of life living

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

This aint drug money, baby it's thug money and love money,

My buzz is like cocaine

Money bring pain,money bring gain