This is a song about "My king"

I was born to do the damn thing

Gold pendant for my neck, jesus is king

Ricky is sitting, baba was sitting

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

Pictures of me in my final stage you know mama cried

Like king i had a dream which is one day my music is worldwide

She ain't trippin off nuttin’ nobody else say

I'm spoiled by the king. i wanna do it my way

I don't want to grow up, i know that shit for a fact, nigga eighteen

Wish i could make ma(bro) ma father a king, and my mother a queen

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

I'll still call my life the #king #kong victory

No crown king appears, my peers are near, show no fear,

I would speed chase but nothing is in the clear