This is a song about "Bein a rap god"

We dig the plot and never bury pot

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

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

Make me throw my diamonds up, bitch, my life was hard knock

I'm optimistic like playing keeno with all that you got

'cause i'm beginning to feel like a rap god, rap god

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

I can only imagine, uncle bob

She's a white vegetarian, i'll get this blonde cock

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

Rhyming way too much, god this rap sucks

We vegetables, on them record labels

I'm triumphant like trumpets, yall bein played like a fiddle,

Your two lips they smell like tulips so official

But now i got a problem with that little white rock

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