This is a song about "God bless amerika"

Put expressions in their music and create the face

My mom bless, her heart was in a better place.

It all belongs to god

True, indeed, i don’t rep no block

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

Aiyyo cam before the cops rush, close the spot

My mom bless, her heart was in a better place.

I ain't looking in her eyes but her face

Tonight you're gettin' christened too, bless the mic, spit the truth,

Always keep it up to date, that's why the hoes choose

These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference

In this session i bless this one with a quick run sick puns

Ignorance is bless? shit about the fact that's all bull shit.

I'm fuckin' paramount, i hope they understand that