This is a song about "How god shown me the way"

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

Ow god the supspense has been killing me,

Home grown, is the g that i've shown.

So i parked in a tow-away zone

And compare the way you talked then to how you're rapping

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

But let the record be shown

Yeah, he blowing up your cell phone

But how has god not sinned look at how the time have been

The deadly places slingin drugs, in thug's mansion

O.f. is the coldest thing, and i'm the fuckin' general

How do you worship god when you're just controlled by the devil

I got a love jones for your body and skin tone

You all sound the same like homophones ive shown

I put some cash in ya pocket

God dammit.. how the fuck did we get hit?