This is a song about "Prodigeous funky king"

Now mama see that shit on oprah and know that it’s coming

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

Before this rapping, i was trappin', getting work cheap

And i laid some rhymes for you on this funky gangsta beat

Yo now watch me kill 'em with the funky rhythm

When i get my v12, i’ma be in six of them

Watchin' me when i stiff on them like a photo funky

Different chef, same pot bro, not guianese buddy

So they hurtin but what's for certain you can get you some heat

And i laid some rhymes for you on this funky gangsta beat

Funky. lyrics. of. wisdom. are four words of appreciation,

Ain't too fond of relationships though my hobby is relation

All i can say is... that was a funky shit

I ride by bumping shine, i do just that