This is a song about "Become a god"

Blow trees like a hurricane

This life has just become a strain,

You're uncool like my mother kin

It might become a profession,

You would become a hater, isn't that a twist?

Yo, i'm fucking goldilocks up in the forest

Im no angel, my hoes like a sega

Become a tranny and move to regina.

I'm at the atm, spending like i ain't paying rent

Neck a bottle, i become devil sent/

And a god ive become

Go where you ain't been

She begins to decay, to become a slaughter

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

Life’s a bitch and i feel her

Only to become a potter