Once again I am back on top like a toupee.
I am looking all fly like new clothes on the first school day.
Out the limo I stick my head out just to feel the wind.
Already pictures was taken so i grinned.
I am going to the Olympic games to show my support.
It beats judging like I was in court.
Sky box seats yeah, The King does it real big.
I have my guards with me so be careful cause they could snap you like a twig.
The fact that Da King is there they say I don't need cash.
I remember when I was a teen ,running from the cops,I was that fast.
Now the cops is on my payroll ,so I don't ever bother about being harassed.
The announcer said Our King is here and the crowd begin to chant,"HAIL THE KING" .
The love I am receiving always means everything.
Here I am leaning over and almost drop the crown on my head.
I thought there I go being clumsy WEB.
Looking around ,hoping no one seen what I just did.
Making a fool out of myself is something I do forbid.
Every chance I get I always thank my maker.
As the next day "King almost loses his Crown "is all on the news and newspaper.
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