This is a song about "Black rap god"

Dressed in all black, 'cause you whack bastards killed rap.

Sold sega games, his cousin sold crack

Every visit to neimans, i swear don't even see a tag

Ugh this whole verse is wack, i cant rap cuz im the opposite of black,

Can't wear grs, i'm pitching cocaine

Im a true black man rap is my game,

But i still rap like a black

Skin tone i wish i could take it back

Some day i'm gonna be a rap god,nah i'm a god not

Couple of foreign cars that i ride, no top

Fed up with all the frauds and left y'all without a job

I am beginning to feel like a rap god

No pork on the fork, but it’s white in the pot

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

She can only take so much more than her heart got

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