This is a song about "Asking god why"

I skip to places, smiling faces, while you fucking walk

Be a king, think not - why be a king when you can be a god

I came up hungry

Asking "will you teach me?"

We charging you niggas up you like it or not

Why be a king when you can be a god?

And i don't know no triple h, but this is all about the game

Loopy, asking 'why didn't they choose me?' and started shooting in pain

I kind of look up to satan as a god, so why is it,

Cause i’ve been counting all this dirty paper for a minute

Holding those same doubts, asking god why.

Real nigga shit, don't tell no lie

Sometimes i'm dripping, times are spending just asking

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king