This is a song about "Ateeb is the rap god"

And you all will respect that

Where the hell is my mental rap?!

I'm beginnin' to feel like a rap god, rap god

No pork on the fork, but it’s white in the pot

I'm beginning to feel like a rap god, rap god

Go take the "p" out, put a "w", you'll see what i got

Call that bitch rondoi'm fresher than the prom hoteach her, we don't fly coachshe fuckin' but she act dumb

I'm the fucking genesis , the rap god turned belligerent , i know you gotten

Step out on the block all the bitches they still in shock

I'm beginning to feel like a rap god, rap god

Where the hell is my mental rap?!

Top dropped down, black on black

You see this is the pinnacle of rap

I ride by bumping shine, i do just that

The rap god, like its shady's brain i'm extracting/

From los angee area anytime i'm fucking landing