This is a song about "How i became a rap god"

Forever hop cause it don't stop... on my block

I was listening to em rap god

Its a sickness , i can't resist these bitches thickness,how could god leave

Niggas fightin 'cross the whole planet, so it could never be peace

Forgot and lost what i became,

I ain't interested in fame

God knows how i feel about my life, how i feel about holding up white men with a sharpened knife,

Doin twenty to life in san quentingettin calls from my nigga mike tyson, ain't nuttin nice

They said im guilty, i ain't get the chance to say im not

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

Deep into her soul, slow, now he's in controlpop's doing worse, a victim of his deadly curse

I never quit never fell ,i became a rap master,oh ya well last massage to teachers

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

Bitch, i hit one button, my roof open like a hard spot

I am beginning to feel like a rap god

You know who him, slim, before mims i been hot