This is a song about "Me the freestyle god"

Pound cake, me and kid freestyle, peace out,

I've got nothin' to worry about

God sent me to strike but the devil himself baught me the mic

And naw that ain't your girl, dog, but you be feelin' that chick

Freestyle, off the dome, living like i lived in rome

Proud of it all defensive fuck i'm rocking alone

I don't give a fuck, god sent me to piss the world off!

No sixteen, no vaccine, i'm so sick my ten bars cough

God the thought just makes me wince

3m's on my new balance

Turn a good vagina into a typhoon

Pass through, me and kid freestyle in my room,

That if you beat me on a freestyle

I won’t stop rockin’ till i retire

So, why don't you fucking wipe that stupid look on your face

They call me the god of night and the king of days