This is a song about "Blessings of god"

And word i blew off herb i grew

Screw god's blessings i scream fuck you

If we battle again you better hope you said your blessings.

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

Dale earnhardt of the trailer park, the white trash god

We the squad, young folarin, out that maybach mob

Cause the thought of being free is like a message from god

I skip to places, smiling faces, while you fucking walk

Mighty god of lightning, some call me zeus

Pathological liars even know i'm the truth

No god dam way of communication

You can disown him or stone him

So rather follow the path of righteousness which is the mighty god

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

Who know this be the life that i really live

So sit back and accept the blessings of this life,