This is a song about "God our saviour"

Bow our heads, say our grace, getting out the hood is a god damn race

These daysit's an all out rat raceand look at meee just caught another cat case

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

I'm beginning to feel like a rap god, rap god

Leaving god undefeated

You, you, you have to pay for that

I thought i recognized her

Your our provider

Or shift keys or it i placement cause

We are servants and god is our boss

You gon' tip her

Your our provider

I am the legacy, the only think above is our god, eminem.

Him attention but moms, yeah my momma as loyal as any sister would come