One time king One might think I'd feel his aura reaching through As if a shroud of Turin found its way To a bargain bin by fluke Well, I can smell the aftershave he spilled on it And these aren't my fingerprints I guess that's the best that we can do Walk in the club like what up in a dead man's coat It's too difficult not to gloat in my dead man's coat And when I pop the collar up around my neck I swear that I can hear the things he 'prolly said, like I wear my hat to the left so you can't tell I'm bereft I gotta turn my swag on so you'll forget I'm forgone What do you mean? I don't know what happened What do you mean? I was only gone a second What do you mean? I'm trying hard not to cry 'cause I'm a regular guy Walk in the club like what up in a dead man's coat It's too difficult not to gloat in my dead man's coat As I reflect on how the tables have turned His denouement and my afterword Can we say justice was served through this dead man's coat?