This is a song about "Im a rap god killer"

You on the ground restin,im a fucking killer teachin lyrical lessons,

he saved our lives , he rose from death he forages for his sons,

Im a god on the mic

Oh your friends are sick

If you're black, you're always a thug, and you have drugs and guns

You on the ground restin,im a fucking killer teachin lyrical lessons,

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

Aiyyo cam before the cops rush, close the spot

There will never be a day where i'm vacant and ill never be placed in a shop!

Tell the cops to get the yellow tape cuz im cautious like a serial killer armed

I'm not an asshole i just don't give a fuck a lot

'cause i'm beginning to feel like a rap god, rap god

Lets talk about the cars y'all got

Cause im the king, fuck that im a god