This is a song about "Taking the crown"

My ex bitch bitter now cause everything sweet

His crown counts eighty leaves, the ceremony is complete/

I'm from the tin shacks where mishaps get fixed fast

Taking money out the piggy bank

Well do the hokey-pokey, and turn that ass around

But they can join in shinning my groin and the crown

Smile on my face, tears of a sad clown

Become the king robin killin you for a crown

Incapable of the weight i was taking,

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

Thoughts gone or up for the taking

Bun b, i’m underground king

Ya kinda cute baby are you new in town

Headshots at the throne, blood stains the crown

It's just my soda mixed with brown

As rap's king, i wear the crown