This is a song about "Kings death"

Gold letterman last kings killing shit

And tired of his shit and tries to just split

But the battle ain't over till the black man sings

Kings covered in potassium it clings

And god blessed me with a lot of patience

Rap satanist thinking that they are kings,

Only fear death when you staring down a loaded gun

Remember when we all went to kings dominion

Quickly kneel down to strictly kings of shit, the grim logic

I put a condom on my heart, i don't be feeling shit

Who wish to break this dynasty of kings

So i guess that's where i hide my things

I'm out here tryna live life like kings

The battle ain't over till the black man sings