This is a song about "O my god"

Ain't finna peak yet

My god has the traps set

...my god gave me permission

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

Don't want to be the king

My god he's amazing

Oh my god, theres aliens

They bringing me fish and chips

Mother, o my mother

Jt: didn't get a gift for her

You never play with young boys cause they never private

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

Teach you how to rope a chick

Call that shit my "chic" o stick

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

Maker,ill try to be real with my rhymes o avoid being a faker,