This is a song about "Image of god"

I'm in dulles waiting on luggage - luxury baggage

These lines are inscripted the picture image of me is pure savage

I'm on the verge of excellence kill em off with no evidence

But for alot of people the image is not as good as it appears,

God of the underworld stunt

She can only live for the moment

She better shed a couple tears when she come through

Trying to uphold her image of venue

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

The image of you fading away and me clutching desperately

Nessy loch monster stop will he though? probably not

Dale earnhardt of the trailer park, the white trash god

'cuz y'all don't understand i will not lose

Mighty god of lightning, some call me zeus

Dale earnhardt of the trailer park, the white trash god

And i keep a fly girl like jenny from the block