This is a song about "Underground king"

Here comes the next rap king

Okay i’m lying, but i’m trying

Can't decide, take em out

And they can't live in underground

The underground artists sproutin' under towns never bound

Smoking loud, blowing down when the law ain't around

Hangin out pickin up game, sippin cheap liquor

Breaking down the underground call me a #digger

I'll push this fucking pregnant clown into a hydrant stuck in the ground

I know there was a time where once i, was king of the underground

And it smells like burger king.

And how it feels to feel that feeling

It's nothing to deny for having such a mind, i'll be having y'all in mind

Was king of the underground, but i still rap like i'm on my pharoahe monch grind