King

These Niggas Vile I'm spitting

This lyrical hard written

Tank full of sharks more like bowl full of fishes

Don't talk fake ok he won't diss ya but his name come out your mouth…

Don't fuck with his name or his style, it's magnificent

Everything he says he says with his heart it's all feelings

When he hits the stage he defines what passion is

But the sounds he displays to the crowd is all vicious

They say he came from a small town with no winners

Didn't have much fridge full of tv dinners

Worked a nine to five and five to nine