This is a song about "William looks like king joung un"

It looks like the ghetto has us beat

Your mouth, i don't need, your legs, you can keep

It looks like i'm spitting to the limit

A couple milli in the bag and my face good

I love you though i'll still fuck

I'm feeling like king tut

It looks like winters on its way but cant really tell,

All because i heard that he was talkin' to danielle

That's why i shine like i does

Snort that coke that looks like a kleenex

No freemason if you an athiest like william bateson

Until the buzz go away lets have a little fun

The white boy sees this as a clearance, now its

Cut skin when it's soft, she looks like cabbage patch kids,

And it smells like burger king.

Or the chick leaving