This is a song about "God damn"

God damn ima fucking murder this shit

Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that

I'll climb to the top of this god damn ladder

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

God damn it feels so good to get this off my chest

Deliver the bomb shit from the east to west

Listen to treach, krs to get me through the night

Because too many cherished great god damn rappers died,

About his god-damn dad, mom, she's here,

Touching on that ass, tryna get a feel

God damn pull out my racks

I hate rap like kramer hate blacks

I like my hoodies fucked with lame

My god damn hottie dame

So fast we cause paul walkers god damn car wreck

Kinda pop tart, when i bite into them red