This is a song about "Pod"

Spitting like im the true rap god, hop in my astro pod, launch, im fucking extraordinary,

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

Im done, hopefully you now know im the one son of the true rap god, sent in a heavenly pod,

They even raped her so we blazed they padautomatic shots rang out, on every block

I gotta know if it's real or not

Now they're two peas in a pod

We the squad, young folarin, out that maybach mob

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