This is a song about "God"

Then i switched the grill on the chevy, got a nose job

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

So he decided to contrite from god,

Ever since then i had no job

And i'm bringing god with me.

No it ain't easy

To bensalem and god damn

Self made self paid man

And i keep a fly girl like jenny from the block

I'm waiting for emancipation, saviors talk to god,

Then let that arm & hammer, hammer it right to a lot

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

As deep as dawson's creek and shit

Leaving god undefeated