This is a song about "American gods"

Spit up to the gods at gaza..

That's gettin' oldplus with tha drama

Look around, fool, got a wall full of plaques

Burning american flags, screamin fuck fags,

Tryna stay clear of my foes

And american music shows.

Now a nigga got baking to bake

So you better fight right for gods sake.

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

Grew up poor, still poor but by american standards

Lookin up the gods everynight and day

Why my life depend on what i'mma do today

See my team has hella cars, i got a couple knots

Youre a cornball who claims to be among gods

Hate to break this to you but this is nothing like the american dream

But whatever it is baby hope you pledge to your dreams, forever my queen