This is a song about "Rodney king"

That this world is mine, im the king

And getting money is the song i sing

Here comes the next rap king

And yea we both coming

That skate hard, thrash black hoodies, try something

Way out hand running to burger king

Like pippen' beaming scotty his back up was rodney

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

See, now im the fucking king

Fuck it, im leaving

You in the presence of a king

Niggas dying like its nothing

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Like rodney king, latasha, and the victims of brutality,

Energized and still going

I'm feelin like a king,