Lyrics
Verse 1
I went all in, but I wasn't suited
You folded on me, guess the love was diluted
Now here I am just trying to reboot it
Got me taking blame I guess I really blew it
Felt like I hit Broadway, but I was missing my queen
Felt like a gut punch when you did your thing
I held the nuts, I was on top of the world
Been stuck in a rut since I lost my girl
When you left, I had so much pain, I would shiver
Had me drinking alcohol, I was fucking up my liver
You wouldn't text or call, message left on delivered
But luckily for me, I got my boat on the river
To me, you was my one true ace
Loved everything about you, from your toes to your face
My love for you was massive, from the ground up to space
Memories of you dancing, moving with such grace
Now I'm using your chapstick, just to feel your taste
I was stuck to you like glue yeah you can call me paste
But now I’m crying boo, cause you left without a trace
Hook
I was a king, straight down to the nine,
But my queen went missing in time,
Jacked my heart, but I'm doing fine,
Kept it on ten, even when you ain't mine,
I was a king, straight down to the nine, nine, nine, nine, nine, nine
Verse 2
I got this picture in my head, got me praying to Messiah
About a happy family—me, you, Ploots, and Josiah
Riding to the beach, while listening to Mariah
Because we belong together, baby, that's my desire
I hit you with a straight, but you flushed it down the toilet
I gave you my heart, but then you went and spoiled it
I was all in, yeah, I betted all my chips
Guess you had a better hand when you raised the stakes and dipped
I had my pocket twos, while I was begging you for truth
You set me on the loose when you chunked up the deuce
You play the game, but you play it very nitty
This is life we talking about, so of course you're being picky
My love for you is grand, it's not itty-bitty
I wanna be your man, cause missing you is shitty
I wanna rub you down with oils, but I'm not talking Diddy
But I'll take you to a party, to turn up and get litty
Queen returns to king, yeah, that's a perfect story
But the king has some work to do, because the queen is worried
So the king straightens up and defends his territory
Stand by her side, even when the visions looking look blurry
Hook
I was a king, straight down to the nine,
But my queen went missing in time,
Jacked my heart, but I'm doing fine,
Kept it on ten, even when you ain't mine,
I was a king, straight down to the nine, nine, nine, nine, nine, nine
Style of Music
Smooth emotional melodic rap over a modern trap beat with a confident, reflective tone. Mid-tempo (75–95 BPM). Cinematic but polished atmosphere with warm undertones. Hard-hitting yet clean 808s that stay controlled and steady, giving the track a grounded sense of power. Crisp trap drums with sharp snares, tight hi-hats, and subtle rhythmic bounce. Layered with soft piano chords, ambient pads, and light melodic guitar for emotional depth.
Vocal delivery is smooth, melodic, and self-assured—blending vulnerability with confidence and composure. The performance feels controlled, not desperate, like someone processing loss while still standing strong. Hook should be catchy, slightly sung, and emotionally charged but with an assertive, confident energy. Themes of love, risk, and “all-in” life decisions framed as growth and resilience. Spacious, modern mix with reverb and delay for atmosphere, but vocals remain forward and dominant. Late-night reflective vibe with a calm swagger, polished an