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

He looks like the traditional white man's fool

Momma said i should reconsider law school

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

But looks like nothings in there it's just gray matter

Since we not even talking

I'm feelin like a king,

I don't even know what she looks like it's been so long

So now i say goodbye to the old me, it's already gone

It looks like i'm spitting to the limit

Guess you niggas wasn't listening, homeroom shit

Like hey fucka, im the fuckin king

Wait, now it's about eight something

But radio ain't trying to follow suit

Looks like he wasn't in a good mood

Compared to anyones rap looks like you slacked,

Stuck in my high, afraid of heights, i'm trapped