This is a song about "God of money"

Bitches love money and i got a lot of money

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

I ain't trying to be ignorant

God of the underworld stunt

I'm the lost son of god in the new page of psalm

Flower bomb, matter fact she on that bong

Mighty god of lightning, some call me zeus

And i done seen some old beefs make a bunch of news

I wanna grow up rappin, makin bundles of money

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

Now the only guidance that i had is splattered on cement

Coz the money of is in the hands of the president