This is a song about "Gods home"

Doomed by gods stupidity

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

Creyente, believer in gods word

No rubber sole, hardwood bastard

Can't be held against you in any kind of way

Lookin up the gods everynight and day

Everybody watching while you touching real money

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

And i got them gold bottles, first place

This evil place is gods biggest disgrace.

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

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

Gods of cold like we eatin ambrosian,

Thy kingdom come, thy will be done

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

While the many gods watch over the 7 kingdoms