This is a song about "I am a god"

I am a master that mastered these passwords

Love my women with high heels and high standards

Like i am a weevil.

As i light one for ill will

I don't have a god, nobody commands me

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

I can only imagine, uncle bob

I tell you your a slob, you get the scorn of god,

Go take the "p" out, put a "w", you'll see what i got

Like eminem i feel like a rap god

Call me whatever joe

I am a fucking wacko

"contemplate", i wrote about her

Cause i am a rap master mr. buster

I am not a lair just speak defamation

Times in this crime land, my thug nation