Kings are chosen by god, but it doesn't prove they are worthy,

Worthiness in different measures,

Sometimes humbleness weighs more than gold,

Sometimes yin is more necessary than yang,

Put down your weight,

Your ego and your arrogance,

That's not the name of this game,

Sometimes king's aren't worthy,

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Of the place they stand,

Of the effort it took to put them there,

Sometimes they forget the world,

Its power and its priority,

What is a king in front of a mountain?

What is a king in front of god?

Almighty who watches down on us from above,

He chose you,

But among the peasants you are the same,

He chose you,

But sometimes,

The dog eating from your feet is worth more,

Than whatever it is you’re good for,

As a king are you not a monkey?

In this place, in this setting,

Could you not be replaced by any Tom, Dick, and Harry?

If you could,

You gotta question,

Are you worth what put you there?

Yes, you were chosen,

At birth that was your worth,

The role you would be appropriate for,

That you would be what you needed to be,

But if you’re going to settle,

You might as well be the raccoon eating from my trash,

If you’re going to settle,

Reach higher king,

You could be super king...