This is a song about "Rap gods"

Like whenever i look up, i'm expecting the light

As the alive die so the gods once high can be supervised,

Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave

For destroying the human race and taking gods place,

Eleven years old why so young. is this gods plan for me,

Better keep that ho on a leash don't make your only

Ali shaheed muhammad q-tip i'm trynna follow

Then i gain back like chakra cause only gods know

Your bitch is a hood bitch you can find up in these streets

Trying to be powerful like the romans and gods of greeks

Know nobody's perfect im holy but even gods sin,

I'm bald bull to my little mac competition

My understanding wasn't very good, gods only knew how to mock

Amnesty international got bangkok to montauk on lock

No know stop, no gods, armed with a crossbow, the lot.

Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop