This is a song about "Love of god"

Odd future is children that's fucked up in they mental

The right hand of god, the left of the devil,

And they so strong they bustin out the flower pot

Dale earnhardt of the trailer park, the white trash god

Me and you just need to talk a bit

Show a level of love for it

Lines-of-a-god, no replicated pod.

Your enemies was the prey and now you pray to god

So rather follow the path of righteousness which is the mighty god

You need a team, a team of psychiatrists working around the clock

Niggas is working forever my bars

Hoes love me because of my cars

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

We made love with all sorts of passion

Mighty god of lightning, some call me zeus

And i done seen some old beefs make a bunch of news