This is a song about "Grime god"

Cause i'm beginnin' to feel like a rap god, rap god

And they so strong they bustin out the flower pot

You see him as a god

To y'all minds i'm like a uk clock

Almost cried right on the spot

Declared myself a god

Adam eve, devil god

They burn on every block

That means i have no block

We don't understand god

For a fucking shrink, sheesh, i already got mine

Commit the perfect crime, stop listening to grime

Scrapes grime off the gutters

So you finally got the nerve

God bless america

Thug for life nigga