This is a song about "I m fuckin god mode bitches bow down"

Once mr. woods was all good, now a nigga only

And bow my head down, so i pray to one and only thee

And i was constantly told to be in a kind of mode,

Need a clear mind cause i been blind, got me goin' down that road

Plus bitch, i put myself on -reduction- mode

I'm killing 'em slow like cigarette smoke

A fun chick its nothin to break funds with

But i'm still fuckin these bitches,

If you out there let me hear you say

You bow down to me every day

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

So i give my love to my lady and pray for all these babies

My bitch on the come-up while your bitch is going broke

Plus i feel like i'm on stuck in this battlin mode

Sang sittin there kickin it with malcolm, 'til the day camelittle latasha sho' grown

I am in the firecracker mode dont fuck wit me alone you fuckin wit me alone