This is a song about "Why can t you be my girl"

Picture that and they ain't fire not a single shot

Why be a king when you can be a god?

Kill people, burn shit, fuck school

Damn, why can i be that cool

Girl, why you think i'm cheatin'? it's like this every weekend

Full of paranoid drug dealers, to the end my friend

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

If you can escape my wrath ill be sad, i was looking

Why you gotta toy with my emotions, girl?

Wait, i heard about you from that other nigga earl

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

Until she figured out that she don't really like to bang cock

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

A couple of haters looking, i’m knowing them niggas hot

Rat t-t-t-tatted up on my back

I'm about to snap