This is a song about "I am the rap god"

My bitches bad, these niggas mad, i guess it's just what the fame brings

Bow down the rap god has spoke, the real harmonic praised lyrics/

In earth, as it is in heaven

I say fuck this rap, i am done

They tested with stress that they under

Cause i am the rap predator

Cafe, momma, let me thrown on the rubber

Cause i am a rap master mr. buster

I was listening to em rap god

I know you just doing your job

I am transforming, into a rap spirit,

Don’t gotta shop, i ain't paying for shit

Rap influences me to become who i am

Fuck it, its hip hop and niggas don't give a damn

Putting it on ya till you atone ya sins, to the real rap god

Yup, im stylin on'emevery girl i meet thinks im hot