This is a song about "Why be kung when you can be a god"

Be a king, think not - why be a king when you can be a god

Then let that arm & hammer, hammer it right to a lot

But at least, my spit dont taste like yeast, more like minty tooth paste, what a waste,

When you hear the music give your hips a slight bump,you can be replaced,

If you could read between the lines come and get your issue

I know i can be a bitch, but i do love you

Hop in and let me test drive

You can be my crazy wife

Be a king? think not, why be a king when you can be a god?

And your loves in hindsight and you see everything its not

Either take a closer look or you can choose to be blind

Not them 3 girls i got to be destiny's child

And just for that, i'mma blow 25 tonight

I can be your bonnie you can be my clyde

It's a mystery why you think you'd be anything less than history.

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree