This is a song about "Odyssey cattle of the sun god"

So here i am at the store for some chips

Lets go on an odyssey of bits

With my muscle you'll be dazzled, but hustlin's a hassle

I should end up my battle sending you to coddle the cattle

Man of steel's been looking at the sun/

Boss broke, spouse choke, blouse open

And when it's said and done

Then, in the blazin sun,

Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom

I'm the lost son of god in the new page of psalm

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Before the gov't throws us into cages like we're cattle

The life of a farmer is governed by sun

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun