This is a song about "Gods home"

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

Higher than a leveler, like gods messenger

My shirt, purple label my shirt

Creyente, believer in gods word

Praying to gods the white men made, it's from the last invasion,

Who endorse them, should pull the plug and stick a fork in them

Our vision never changed, we self made

Cuz anybody bitin' the gods' a year late

Then i'll rome with the gods, rip the acne from your face,

To understand your ways, inexperienced back in the days

I'm not an asshole i just don't give a fuck a lot

My understanding wasn't very good, gods only knew how to mock

I hated, some ritalin, some white socks

Youre a cornball who claims to be among gods

Just showing pride in what i do as i always say wow/ some rappers ain't no gods/

On, thanksgiving we thankful, just for livin in helldamn homey, i don't mean to be harsh