This is a song about "O my god"

There've been a lot o' rainy days, a lot in my life.

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

In my god i'm made whole

Let's put it on cruise control

1st class hermes, panamera, purp pass

O -line down my throat fast! like im pumpin gas!

Oh my god you gotta see

This is like riding through the city

Nigga, this nigga's forehead is so fuckin' big

Z-y-l-o/ the thoughts in my head are problematic

With enough shit to raise your block in one dip

Z-y-l-o/ the thoughts in my head are problematic

Finding more light to shed

My god has the traps set

It gives us peace then all in the town is quiet

My name is icy kash. yours is a piece o' shit.