This is a song about "God s message"

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

But if she ain't gonna smoke it ain't gon' happen

Pressing the hateful message

Man but this ain't no sign language

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

I don't shop in the public, ain't finna wait in line

Ya’ll be highly obliged when i drop my shit

The outline which you n****s out dated

So, i could understand the true message

You so f-full of your-s-self that you just sit and judge

Yeah, we get this cabbage

I hope you got my message,

It all began with a flash now we know the message

Cuz i acknowledge i am far more knowledge

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

And wale been tellin' other rappers take a deep breath