This is a song about "God blessed us"

And could i be a star

Blessed to be who they are

I think about us and this god-forsaken town

That shit is mad depressin, bringin me down

With cash that i couldn't spend, countless carsan addict for a wife, my life, as a ghetto star

God doesn't want us to defend with hate in our hearts, but spread joy and faith from nearest to far

God has blessed her, prada dresser

And i ain't frontin for her

I shine, you shine, so we shine

Cause man gave us laws and god gave us time

Telling us we're lucky, man, no were blessed,

Half your body laying on my chest

Turned out i was never, ever blessed

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest