This is a song about "God gave man"

I'm god man i don't even have to breathe, but your ass must be satan cause you're actin mean

I wanna be featured in a magazine, this diesel, it be my gasoline,

No disrespecting baby, just tryna make you smile

Women are a piece of art god gave us to admire

Never gave a fuck just like a man made out of tin

Better or worse, the center of attention

Go where you ain't been

...my god gave me permission

They gave us life and even in the strife, man they raised us,

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

You know they got me trapped in this prison of seclusionhappiness, living on the streets is a delusion

None of your own will pick up the phone cuz this human is a new fusion god and man perfect union

My mom gave me two selections

Fuck, clean up on aisle six