This is a song about "Gods and afiad"

Gods of cold like we eatin ambrosian,

Come get some, you little bum

Like gods creating mountains just for us to fucking die

My city, growl with me, hootie hoo'ing through the night sky

They know i'm tryna get that montana dough

Then i gain back like chakra cause only gods know

As the alive die so the gods once high can be supervised,

Or that you could ever see me and you in another light

We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace

So many gods of rap, think i'm in ancient greece

For destroying the human race and taking gods place,

Cuz bitches can manipulate in several different ways

Eleven years old why so young. is this gods plan for me,

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds

Don't nobody move when we walk tha streets