This is a song about "Hack god"

The generational gap with yet another sensational track

Spin back/ swallow a tic-tac/ for the good breath/ fv is back/ but this ain't no hack/

You know i’m stickin' to that proper code: strapped up, lock n load

My wallets empty my ass is broke, smoke all this weed till i hack and choke

Uhh, its the ten hack commandments

He dont want the diamonds

How you gonna look in your son's face and turn your back

Another snack to hack, i'll put it on the body stack,

I'm beginning to feel like a rap god, rap god

So you snap like mewhen these devils try to plot

Another snack to hack, i'll put it on the body stack,

Thats the end of my speech, i'm a need you to clap

Another snack to hack, i'll put it on the body stack,

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

You're fucking with me, nigga

God bless america