This is a song about "Allah akbar"

By blowin up mics like allah hu akbar

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

Lucky seven probably poppa

I’m elohim, god, and allah

Now worship me i'm a snake-goddamn allah!

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

Who praise me like allah

Coroners comfort your mama

In the name of allah the beneficent, the merciful

With some soccer moms where they like to fucking sit and mingle

And he tryna make it front row to the show to throw me one

Ignored 'em, went to the mosque, ask allah for increase of my sloggin'//

I ain't being bootsycrusin' in a six-o impala

I wanna kill churches, they take your dollars they claim's for allah,

Allah, not even dat

Hit your block with a glock, blog that