This is a song about "Rap sucker you a god damn lie"

God damn it i'm cramming a hand cannon in my pants with,

Tryin' to celebrate my independence day, will smith

We're made for each other

Just cause im not a weed sucker

They said im guilty, i ain't get the chance to say im not

'cause i'm beginning to feel like a rap god, rap god

Im rap god you fuckin bitch

I broke mama heart with no college

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

A hustler from nazareth, i ain't no sucker

Hoping i can succeed on rap n' not a regular job, i was begging you, god

They even raped her so we blazed they padautomatic shots rang out, on every block

I ain't for that work, trying to see my daughter walk

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

I'm not an asshole i just don't give a fuck a lot

'cause i'm beginning to feel like a rap god, rap god