This is a song about "God underestimating my hatred"

Living out of bags

God damn pull out my racks

Imma mystery man who sheds light with my lines of a god,

Nessy loch monster stop will he though? probably not

But now my rage and anger builds up with hatred

I said boss and i meant that; advance, you spent that

What up girl, tell me how you been

...my god gave me permission

Carol city or was it the west

God, i'm just doing my best

For the occasion, paper planes

Its slain, got hatred in my veins

Dear god, can you forgive my selfish ways?

Ya'll don't move em' you dudes is at that slow pace