This is a song about "God rap"

The rap god, like its shady's brain i'm extracting/

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

Like you to me ima rap god past hard

You shook my world and it felt apart

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

I ain't for that work, trying to see my daughter walk

We dig the plot and never bury pot

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

Bow down the rap god has spoke, the real harmonic praised lyrics/

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

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

No pork on the fork, but it’s white in the pot