This is a song about "Being godly"

This type of godly shit i'm spittin', it's hidden,

I said alright, enthused that my lord gave a listen

Took the form of a human being

And this will be the song that we sing

Fuck being counterfeit

That's game bitch, ain't shit

But right there, they still scheming, they not eating

I come in peace like uh, extraterrestrial being

Tree those niggas, i'm a g to them cause the ogs here

I say what i feel, its not being rude it's being real

No i’m not being funny,

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

I believed in a higher being.

Someway, somehow nigga feeling

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

Why y'all gotta act cocky, actin' so godly