This is a song about "God looking down"

She got me caught up in the moment

Looking down there he was, plumped down on his rump

Had, like, the mixtape of the year

I'm looking down the atmosphere

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

God was more than a puff on a pipe, so i take a huff set my pen down and just lie

Looking for solvency

Took my heart away from money

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

Hey, looking boy, what you say, looking boy

Looking for reception

She all on my skin

I can only imagine, uncle bob

See i've been playin' hard, i keep down and pray to god,

I'm looking down on you fakes whilst on my throne throwin yous a bone.

I feel something change in the weather, and i’m home, home, home