This is a song about "Devin god"

Brighter than a quazar, a golden god

Hi my name is bob and i work at my job

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

We dig the plot and never bury pot

I was listening to em rap god

I gotta know if it's real or not

Hair weave killer had on louie's in my mug shot

Like eminem i feel like a rap god

It all belongs to god

That's how i got the weed spot

Fuck you cop, you can nibble my cock

It's better if you know god.

So i took another shot

You see him as a god

Fuck that job been around that block

We don't understand god