This is a song about "Richard king"

Gonna be the flexed zig king

Tell them niggas we coming

About the way i'm feeling

Like hey fucka, im the fuckin king

Get ready to hail to the king

Thank kenny burns, though we not talking

Comme des garcons, roam like it ain't nothing

Before you take a crack at the "king"

Put me in a daze and stear fear like richard gere in sphere

My life's based upon what i'mma do this year

Way out hand running to burger king

They locking us up for the drugs that we doing

Try to keep my spirits up, that's why i lays it down

Rap king is invited for being a king of china town,

Fuck you post-drake-ass cliche-jerking, la-slauson rapping

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