This is a song about "Nigger king"

Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her

Hutch is a mixture, like a white nigger,

Jump off... hoping, i'm hoping

Y'know i am the king

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

Put those fake nigger s to do my labor

‘cause when it come to winning, convincing is only been a few

Just another dead nigger what the fuck do you expect from some one who

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

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

Acting like you real or something

The undeniable rise of a king

Gonna be the flexed zig king

I hear the people talking

Which means she ain't never hear nothing

And it smells like burger king.