Was Trump Ankh?

Yo tell them fuckers that we back and back up Been on my back for so long the only way is up Some speaking on thrones and others scared to claim a seat All scared to compete if they do it equals defeat fatality Me a young Caeser and Arthur reading the art of war Providing the score for the battle, my pen is a sword Create and destroy, work or employ Seen so many blood suckers eat, I started getting jealous Then I remembered I was me plus I feast better No need to show me where it's at, a real go getter Boy put down that little strap we all know hitters All capable of serving beats, only one Dilla That could get you high as me, it's in the sky chilling Receiving energy while infinitely providing heat You ain't won till they calling you provocative You ain't free until you seen a jail cell huh And locked up if you ain't rich enough for bail huh Don't know what's worse these Wack ass crack raps Or the fucking crime From outer state to outer space, path of the outer mind Heard them talking all that shit, no need to run them down They running out of time, take a step outward Enter yo prime, they take my lines with a grain of salt But buy into whatever CNN selling Ain't seen Biden in a minute Where the f*ck is Kamala, Trump as my witness Tell these fuckers that we, tell these fuckers that we back for business Whip it real hard, real hard, real hard