This is a song about "The king of cod"

Cause im the fucking king of rap

Because there ain't no coming back from that

I'm the king of evilness, pain and maul

Under ya nose a rose grew with no sun at all

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

If i'm getting geetchi i can rock three chains on either block

King of the va, off of those toxins.

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

When the relay starts i’m a runaway slave

They call me the god of night and the king of days

The undeniable rise of a king

You know that love is a very serious thing

Like i'm only serving 20 rocks

You're the king of cocks

I'm the computer, the king of devices.

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was