This is a song about "Rap gods"

Besides bumpin n grindin wasn't nothin on our mind

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

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

So vigor you think i was godzilla, gods illa i'm gods filler,

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

While the many gods watch over the 7 kingdoms

*bleep* a creep in diguise cussin to the gods up high,

I can make the clouds jealous nigga i am that fly

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds

Can barely walk the city streets

On, thanksgiving we thankful, just for livin in helldamn homey, i don't mean to be harsh

Just showing pride in what i do as i always say wow/ some rappers ain't no gods/

Like gods creating mountains just for us to fucking die

Approach for contactcause i'm live i multiply

That girl’s an alien and if i die before i wake

Nothing's gonna compare to the shit he's gone through for gods sake.