This is a song about "Allah is good"

And i can see us after school, we'd bomb

When life is too good to carry on

No corny chorus is good enough for us while she passes through

Not knowin it's hard to carry on when no one loves you

As: can’t wait to pork your mom

When life is too good to carry on

Take one wish to allah, yup

The cool say i'm thug

I’m elohim, god, and allah

I can always depend on my mama

Is being slowly filled out, rappers not wack but not good,

And i don't cook much but i'm tough with that phone book

Saying "you've grown wise, this is good bye."

I'm touching skies, no puffing lie

Everything is good but these haters wish i would stop

Bartender, no ice, bring another shot