This is a song about "I m a trailer trash rap god on my golden thrown"

Load the glocks they stuntin', we control the block

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

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

We charging you niggas up you like it or not

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

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

It use to be love, happiness and companionshipremember when i treated you good

I fell out of my moms golden vagina which a remindsa me that im a golden kid,

When i'm on it, on it like my job

I am beginning to feel like a rap god

I have to bleed a bucket full, my life is a movie rated m for mature.

If that's all you got i'ma rip apart your ligaments , its quite easy due to your

Bt i m still writing my rap which is lyrical and melodious....

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

Dale earnhardt of the trailer park, the white trash god

Then let that arm & hammer, hammer it right to a lot