This is a song about "Sauce god"

You're fucking with me, nigga

God bless america

Hair weave killer had on louie's in my mug shot

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

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

But now i got a problem with that little white rock

My desire to never fall leads me to hitting walls

Man while you hungry i am eating steak with tabasco sauce

So get them ends hot

Adam eve, devil god

It all belongs to god

So i took another shot

Pull up on a stark with enough white to kill a horse

Chicken nugget biscuit in a bbq sauce

I been laughed at, hated on, no one would even play my songs

Jasons mask is off and my face is plastered with tobasco sauce