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
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