King of Chicago, that's verifiable proof
Word to Biggie, I bully him like a goose
Not to be common, I told him the art of rhymin'

The common denominator between Chief Keef and Komnim
I got the hipsters and the gangsters at the same shows
Me and multiplatinum ^!$$%s got the same hoes

I'm Blake Griffin, every night is a highlight
Run face sure so long ^!$$%s thought it was my site
I'm the truth, these ^!$$%s can't even lie right

I've been killin' them ^!$$%s can't even dab right
No fabrication, everything I write is my life
So real feel me, the gangsters understand my plite

Original man, he believed through in sharing needles
Ridin' from the HIV clinic with thieves
Don't nothing true in sleep but ^!$$% come up and dream

Mean grindin' to that fat lady, get up this scene
Supreme like mathematics, the numbers can never lie
These rappers sweet like 3.14, they die

See I ride like the papers back in the day dear
You te type to get out the car like Tray did
You so sweet but you drop it down like J Kid

Your girl know me, I probly cut 'er like 8th peer
A bunch of lames, all talkin' 'bout what they ain't did
Ask that (*##$ ^!$$% to his face and he ain't say %#@!

In an industry full of snake ^!$$%s
With bootleg carbon copy and fake ^!$$%s
^!$$%s ride as a bunch and scared to be great ^!$$%s

Can't call whack %#@! whack, they call it hate ^!$$%
He can't read so don't make me give him the magazine
You feelin' foggish I'll even give him the trampoline

Till I'm jumpin' I'mma bury him
Dope line after dope line, you would think I'm sellin' !@(%
The king..

The king..
The king..