This is a song about "I m the god of rap"

Just to let you know, you are

I"m the designated driver

Cos my momma told me dat i m the best!

That happen to act like a black president

Keep your eyes open, i can only say i'll try

After all the weed....now i m feeling very high...

I am the personification of rap

While i am poppin' like a snappin' crack

Thank kenny burns, though we not talking

God of the sky, yes i will be roaring

She blushed, the clothes came off, and i bust heri'm up now, ready to get drunk on the block

Im done, hopefully you now know im the one son of the true rap god, sent in a heavenly pod,

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

Then i switched the grill on the chevy, got a nose job

I was listening to em rap god

They burn on every block