This is a song about "Praise and worship"

I ain't being bootsycrusin' in a six-o impala

Now worship me i'm a snake-goddamn allah!

Yea i'm asian and i get them a's, so you know how it goes, something i don't lack is praise

I'mma keep it real kid i’m just hatinain’t a opportunity i ain’t take close chase

Straight lane kiffen them

These days we praise martin

No devil worship, i aint praying to satan

But i'm sorry for the damage i have done

It's way too lateand if i got to die young then it's just my fate

To the god you praise, i'm about detonate, satisfy and educate

I paved the way for you, i'm the one you niggas should praise.

My music is like confetti rain when you win a race

They gotta point em out baby

Im a king why not praise me

Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit, dead

'great' gave you false praise and it got to your head