This is a song about "The cod king"

So check my net worth, and i got them jerseys moving

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

I'm the book, the king of receiving prizes.

Look, i'm back like niggas on a bus

Look, i know you not gay or nothing

You in the presence of a king

The undeniable rise of a king

Told me rep the city good keep the board moving

With their own versions and different shitthe same night i prayed to god

'cause weavin' facades is as easy as lobs of feed to the cod

A thug on drugs, a gangsta, load the chambers, it's rodney king,

So that make you a queen, surviving anything

I'm like roots, you a new shovel

The king of the jungle

Got royalty herb, call me the toke king

I chase cheese i get it, nothing but cream i'm getting