This is a song about "Rab god"

Cause i'm beginnin' to feel like a rap god, rap god

I can only imagine, uncle bob

Forever hop cause it don't stop... on my block

Brighter than a quazar, a golden god

And i'm bringing god with me.

20 racks really thats sneaker money

I know you just doing your job

It all belongs to god

I'm beginning to feel like a rap god, rap god

Aiyyo cam before the cops rush, close the spot

We don't understand god

Red dots cause i’m red hot

Cause i'm beginnin' to feel like a rap god, rap god

Until she figured out that she don't really like to bang cock

That's how i got the weed spot

Life is a greatest gift, from god