This is a song about "Life clout lord"

Two childhood friends just died, i couldn't crya damn shame, when will we ever change

But now it's gone, the doubt in the clout of my mouth which can spout like a twelve gauge

Damn, they wanna label me a menace

Popping champagne bottles, lord he is

He pushing cause his goal's to be higher with the lord

Bring the remainin' red and white pieces to the fort

"whose this nimble lord with a halo"

That's why she in the club like fuck it, though

Life was diggin’ me deeper, i kept on coming up short

I'ma send him on a fully paid visit to the lord

Y'all niggas come last, i'm first though

Rap lord i play god big hood maestro

Red sea departed the ocean just for me i dedicate my life to you lord you died

But, it's my own kind doin' all the killin' herei can't lie, ain't no love for the other side

The road to hell is paved with good intentions

Lord plz forgive me for all my sins