This is a song about "Bout god"

Cause i break it out a lot

Adam eve, devil god

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

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

Picture that and they ain't fire not a single shot

Cause i'm beginnin' to feel like a rap god, rap god

And they so strong they bustin out the flower pot

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

We know we always out

Girls out her talkin bout

Get the zippo and spark the shit

Leaving god undefeated

All bout the game, nothin bout the cash

I'll hit you hooky like you skipping class

Bartender, no ice, bring another shot

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