This is a song about "Egyptian gods"

Couple of ‘em dimes, but all my hoes is hard to find

As the alive die so the gods once high can be supervised,

I plan on getting back *censored* the worst way

Lookin up the gods everynight and day

Pay homage to a god, bitch fall on your knees

So many gods of rap, think i'm in ancient greece

Tints ain’t legal, i ain’t ordinary people

Sheets made of egyptian silk material

Make them more insecure when they caught one

Gods of cold like we eatin ambrosian,

Creyente, believer in gods word

A lil, signed, sealed, delivered

Cuz anybody bitin' the gods' a year late

We gon' rep the city of folarin straight, that bait