This is a song about "God of war"

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

Or classic misdirection it's a collection of weapons of war

I tell you your a slob, you get the scorn of god,

And they so strong they bustin out the flower pot

This dick of war, and i will not hesitate

Wasn’t bustin’ jimmy, i’d be busy gettin’ paid

Step out on the block all the bitches they still in shock

Dale earnhardt of the trailer park, the white trash god

Nessy loch monster stop will he though? probably not

Lines-of-a-god, no replicated pod.

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

You gotta look at reality, understand that shit so you don't get caught

I'm optimistic like playing keeno with all that you got

Cause the thought of being free is like a message from god

O let's do it get-get your bitches schooled quick

The final war of the whack and sick