This is a song about "Gods kid"

Nothing's gonna compare to the shit he's gone through for gods sake.

Go ahead admit it faggot, this shit is tighter than butt rape

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

Yeah the coach used to say i was awesome, right

So you better fight right for gods sake.

I don't mind if you niggas hate

Resin sharing with a dick kid

My mates calling me gifted

I ain't trynna be forward

Creyente, believer in gods word

Gods of cold like we eatin ambrosian,

All the girls really want is fun

Vroom vroom, keep the motor running girl, you know it don't stop

No know stop, no gods, armed with a crossbow, the lot.

I need money in a major way

Lookin up the gods everynight and day