This is a song about "I m a god"

So on my way here i hit a couple of queer

I m not making u feel that u r my dear...

I don't have a god, nobody commands me

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

M and z collapsed into a void stretchin infinite directions

Fucking with ricky got me working relentless in sessions

Went thru my phone saw a text, and then she wrote her a message

I´m a legend, a bigger dick in a vanilla wrapper bitch.

That's why i keep my pistol when i walk the streets

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds

Kill you, shoot the funeral up and harlem shake at your wake

Of a koenigsegg going 200 m-p-h trough the interstate