This is a song about "Greek gods loosing subscribers looser"

Spit up to the gods at gaza..

I try to tell them i'm one of the

Loosing my vision, now i wish i'd never gone fishing

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

She's loosing her grasp, breath, gettin closer to her death,

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

Most niggas love nothin' so i made this tape

So you better fight right for gods sake.

And then along came the wrong man for her

And now i'm cool but i'm loosing my temper

Slap the shit out of the abuser and let him know his a punk ass looser

When i ask him for shit, i get no answer, so god is the cancer

Greek, maybe i shouldn't have said

Give us this day, our daily bread

This evil place is gods biggest disgrace.

I ain't looking in her eyes but her face