This is a song about "Rap god god"

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

We the squad, young folarin, out that maybach mob

Rap lord i play god big hood maestro

If you know like i know, you should lie low

One is mr carter and another is rap god...

No pork on the fork, but it’s white in the pot

Cause i break it out a lot

I was listening to em rap god

Just discovered rap like god threw me a bone, freshly uncovered

I'mma about to mess up all of itjust dont say another word

I'm in dulles waiting on luggage - luxury baggage

You think you god now you half assin rap little faggot bitch

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

Make me throw my diamonds up, bitch, my life was hard knock