This is a song about "A kings final"

Last time you had beef was when you went to burger kings

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

Even in your final act, such an ultimate crime, they have faith in you, a sound belief,

Cause i chose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homiesbefore we find world peace

True to the gamei claim outlaw riderswe give a fuck what they try

This ain't the final act that ain't a lie i stay alive say i die

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

They'll feel horrendous in their final living seconds

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

Try to stack that cheese as i tragically cap bad kings

Find your number in my phone and don't know what be goin wrong

There's kings and queens to these rumors, who just think you're a pawn

Chica-go-getter from odd future, used to ride solo

Now i'm working on a final project i can show

Days of kings, they been gone

Look, by the end of this song