This is a song about "Allah the creator"

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

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

I get more respect from the motherfuckin' dope manthe grammy's and american music shows

I'm the creator of cooking people til they're thick and crispy like baked potatoes.

That's gettin' oldplus with tha drama

I’m elohim, god, and allah

We all the same the blacks the whites the something in between

Your developmental league don’t see a team

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Creator of natural disasters i'm the greatest disaster,

In case i don't get intell all my people i'm a ridahnobody cries when we die

Like tyler creator oh shit black momba's back lyrical insomniac flow is high

Ayo baby, tell your friends... to get with my friends

The mighty god, lord, christ, allah, or just yourself.

Your mother was a baby boomer i fucked her on a table at hooters and passed her to my shooters

Never seen a creator consulting his users all the others are faggots, all the others are losers