This is a song about "God rules all"

I go to war, old timbs, battered boots

Principal in this bitch i make the rules.

Seen it all happen man college rules, polished tools

And your bitch is the type of bitch who really wanna lose

The angels sing and i feel like thats my roll call

Up my rules cuz wen you was wit her you was all

And not a single feature except lil wayne

Cos i ain't working all night in god damn vein

Pray to god it all ends well/ my sould is what im lookin for

Lot of tough talk personas, they ain’t really built for war

Presidential suite and bitch, i never use my right to vote

Establishment is faggot shit, i'm snapping all the rules he wrote