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

Leave the scene m rated

Well, i can handle that

They said im guilty, i ain't get the chance to say im not

Putting it on ya till you atone ya sins, to the real rap god

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Go pull out your m i gear from inside the dresser

I"m the designated driver

To burn my kingdom, you must use fire

They even raped her so we blazed they padautomatic shots rang out, on every block

Hoping i can succeed on rap n' not a regular job, i was begging you, god

But you ain't never pleased, maybe you should leave

Atop the pyramid, i'm on my i m pei dreams

The rap god, like its shady's brain i'm extracting/

Seldomly blasting i would stomp him without asking