This is a song about "Jehovah does all"

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

Does all this mean i can't rap - the colour of my skin

Don't you lie, don't blow my buzz

In yourself cause nobody else does,

Now all he does these days is sell beats and drink the whole bottle

You're reaching new heights, and i ain't kiss you just a little

You get it? no one ever does.

Perhaps it's a musti'm facin cases

And i'm indecisive when the things are light

And all she does today is provocative in spite

Like a monica skinded with a madonna spirit

This punk reminds me of my toilet all he does is swill shit

Does nothing but suck all money and knowledge a man gets

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense

Got me shooting at a ghostsome call me crazy

Sleep does not come for me. sleep does not confort me.