This is a song about "Based god"

Uh, yea yea, turn me up a lil bit

You based your life off of 50's shit

With plans to reach the end even if i had to star slow

Than a tornado that's based in lower diego

Lincoln just said that to save the nationthese are lies that we all accepted

Is all based on how he did in school, well ask einstein how he did

Than a tornado that's based in lower diego

They know i'm tryna get that montana dough

Malicious dissent toward based world

Chillin' in pajamis, waitin' on the first

Watching my vehicle break down on another man's block

Cause i'm beginnin' to feel like a rap god, rap god

Dreaming too another religion based off of flying pigeons

These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference