This is a song about "Popes and kings"

Got them thugs with me, yeah, we about that business

Not only eating but i'm living good like kings and queens is

Guess the heat was too much, like the arse of the popes children choir

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

I'm out here tryna live life like kings

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

Kings covered in potassium it clings

But this ain't physics or rocket science

Y'all always on that bs and ps i'm takin all things

And look at the motherfucking popes, they virulent racists,

Days of kings, they been gone

Wonder where i went wrong

Rap satanist thinking that they are kings,

The dilemma is, you think i got no conscience

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

The battle ain't over till the black man sings