This is a song about "God of money"

Forever hop cause it don't stop... on my block

Dale earnhardt of the trailer park, the white trash god

Wale, real nigga, where the totem, blowin' bomb haze

They call me the god of night and the king of days

Money is the root of all evil

See these lights got me on another level

So rather follow the path of righteousness which is the mighty god

Until she figured out that she don't really like to bang cock

What up girl, tell me how you been

No god dam way of communication

God of the underworld stunt

Fill up the plug, lemme light my blunt

Coz the money of is in the hands of the president

Sorry mark i don’t want offend your sisters good friend

I'm not an asshole i just don't give a fuck a lot

Imma mystery man who sheds light with my lines of a god,