This is a song about "Believing in god"

They say believing is seeing, but seeing is believing

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing

Cos i ain't working all night in god damn vein

Who do you blame? it's a shame because the man's slain

But i'ma keep believing

And how it feels to feel that feeling

So grab ya friends and let's take ya back to my house

Ma god i miss your nipples in my mouth

As my name get bigger this game get different

Believing what they say yeah we pretty consistent

When big lips is in the attic armed with an addict's arm

I'm the lost son of god in the new page of psalm

God damn it i'm cramming a hand cannon in my pants with,

And if i give it to you, don't you treat me like them bitches

But then swan songs dropped and people are believing!

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring