What it means to be King coming from a broken home
raised by a single back Queen with no Kingly role model on the throne
showing me how to be a man or what’s right or wrong
Mama keeping my head in the books although the street life looked more appealing
from the nice cars & flashy jewelry, but the limelight is deceiving

What it means to be King to turn 26 without selling dope or dying in the streets
no babies running around & blessed to never have a rap sheet
Never touched a brick or even a gram of ****
I ain’t even gotta shine for you to see the star in me
Trying to live life faithfully without having to watch my back
knowing that America isn’t safe for me or those that plot to stab me in the back

What it means to be King, to be a young black man brought up from nothing
growing up into greatness but still feeling like he’s missing something
It’s not the crown nor the throne or the scars developed from home
but the will to be something special that’s worth more than money can buy
No flaws or imperfections, that pure Black Boy Fly
This is what it feels like to be King, still I rise above all that aim to disrupt the quest
Black Excellence in the Flesh, yes indeed I’m beyond Blessed