This is a song about "Based god"

You based your life off of 50's shit

Or let the mob handle that

My education stopped at a high school degree

Pray to the based god you don't catch the fury/

People judge others based on their pigments under their skin

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

Got a bad taste from this hate-based race i hope they got their necks braced

Guess it's time to see who really is yo' friendtell me you pregnant and i'm amazed

We the squad, young folarin, out that maybach mob

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

You see him as a god

Living if she is or not

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

Got a body full of bullet holes laying here naked