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

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

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

Zoning my 6 -rillo legendaries forever

Go pull out your m i gear from inside the dresser

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

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

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

We'd have you fallin' and now you scrapin' from that kemba shake

I am the personification of rap

You're very attractive, and notice that

I"m the designated driver

That damier bag i bought her

Keep it real as penitentiary steelthis ain't no freestyle battle

Cause i have the soul of a god and the body of a mortal