This is a song about "God and man"

Fuck the god damn psychologists and social workers,

My only purpose is to jerk it cause it has a curve

And bijies like im out and

My god made the sea and land

Interscope is my fam, so i ain't tryna make no issue

Give it to god and you'll pull through give it to god yeah he'll protect you

And they so strong they bustin out the flower pot

One is mr carter and another is rap god...

I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them

And a god ive become

Remember the days of chan-man and the skeeter man

Dependin' on how i feel, either the coupe or sedan

True, indeed, i don’t rep no block

I'm falling from god and it's hot

To bensalem and god damn

I put that shit on my man