[Intro] Hey King.... Just checking in on the main character of planet Earth..... How’s the spotlight today? Still blinding the rest of us mortals with your radiant perfection? Sorry I didn’t reply within 3 seconds.... I know oxygen gets thin up there on your pedestal, and you start suffocating without constant validation My bad..... I forgot the world stops spinning when your majesty isn’t the immediate center of attention..... [Verse 1] (Hey King!) Still nursing grudges like your morning tea, Writing “revenge” in your Notes app therapy. (Hey King!) Never apologize, legends don’t do "sorry" - Gaslight the room 'til your truth's the only history . You flexed so loud they heard it overseas, Designer this, dinner that - behold: your shopping sprees. Baby, generosity ain't supposed to sound like a tease, But you preach charity like a religion and you're the ministry. [Chorus] Saint Prickhead of Generosity, The only god in your vicinity. Bow down, bow down, worship his identity. The main character, the true hero of this city. [Verse 2] (Hey King!) Big d*ck energy, that's sooo impressive, babe - Expecting love with every bill you paid. (Hey King!) Newsflash, baby, your money’s not free highways - It’s just insecurity with a prettier face...... "Yoooo... You'd better be nice, I bought you Versace!" Well that was years ago, I don't need a reminder daily Do you want it back? or your name tatt'd on my ass? I didn't even ask for this f*cking bag!...... [Chorus] Saint Prickhead of Generosity! The only god in your vicinity! Bow down, bow down, worship his identity! The main character, the true hero of this city! [Spoken/Rap Bridge] Hey King, Must be exhausting, darling, Being the only one who matters. Should I say it a little louder? Sorry, didn’t mean to shatter, Your perfect little orbit, Where I exist to clap on cue, Every line’s just you- you- you- you- you- you- you- .... Guess I should feel grateful too..... (Hey King!) Your love's a high-yield bond, you're just a speculator, A transactional freak, a classic manipulator, The fake main character, a fragile dictator, Guess you're just in need of a congratulator! (Hey King!) (Hey King!) [Final Chorus] Saint Prickhead of Generosity! The only god in your vicinity! Bow down, bow down (yeah), worship his identity! The main character, the true hero of this city! Saint Prickhead of Generosity! The main character of this biography! Saint D*ckhead of your own Degeneracy, The only thing you lack is some f*cking authenticity! [Outro] Signing out, your beloved NPC..... See you in thirty seconds when you remind me of that f*cking bag again. Oh, and P.S., the bag’s fake.... Just like the rest of you......
