This is a song about "Hack god"

We will hack and cough till we choke

New canvas she need a new stroke

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably

Boys listening wishing to hack me

I'm bout to put the battle in hack,

While i am poppin' like a snappin' crack

They would spit it raw, hack it up like they saved up phlegm,

Man in the mirror, i can’t get my shot again

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

Your album sound like some shit a fake wiz khalifa papa wrote

Like bobby had whitney we was cooking up crack

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

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

And i keep a fly girl like jenny from the block

Leaving god undefeated

Then the gun shot, but i wasn't hit