This is a song about "Nigger king"

And we gonnna toast up for the niggas that hate

There he goes on his face like a nigger can't skate.

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

And then donkey punch every other nigger cause they all just bologna

Here comes the next rap king

I got them saying

Lil nigger- you think pricks like a gold digger you're told

Turn it upside down and open your legs if you're real cold

I'm a battenberg nigger that plays for high stakes./

I don't do dishes but i throw away your plates

I'm feelin like a king,

Ay, there ain't no telling

They 22′s or something

I'm feelin like a king,

Hutch is a mixture, like a white nigger,

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her