This is a song about "Martin luther king jr vs malcom x"

I fire off like terrorist turrets,with opponents i vs.,

I shall not fear no man but godthough i walk through the valley of death

The killer clown john wayne gacy jr. painting

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

Getting gangahead in the ashton martin

And last but not least please don't tell no one

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

The truth, with martin luther king at the cemetery,

I'm a son of gun

These days we praise martin

Seems either love or hatred/ nah more like its tension vs patience

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

Magneto, blew up like a torpedo

Malcom sex is just an alter ego

And they say i'm over heads cuz they don't understand... that

Trayvon martin, jordan davis, rodney king, racist cop shit,