This is a song about "Dont hate on god"

So dont bite my style and lay on the madness of hate

No days off is time gone, trying to get my paper straight

Dont see how you can hate from my side of the club

What yall niggas know about it, my kick game is world cup

And mack maine rap, sing and manage, uhit's young moolah baby

I dont give a fuck if you like me or if maybe hate me

Go ahead admit it faggot, this shit is tighter than butt rape

God told two one eight, not to fill my mind with hate, but hey god its to late,

Dont act like you dont hate this too. after all it was your fault boo.

Aiyyo, them niggas from the three two, said i can't breeze through

I got six clips to the fuckin' duct tape

Keep a smile on my face, just so they can hate

Im a god on the mic

With two chicks, sadistic

Dont fall asleep on our beats

Absurd g, chickens clucking for bird seeds