This is a song about "Str god"

Would they mind? umm, well, of course not

It all belongs to god

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

Load the glocks they stuntin', we control the block

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

Bitch, i hit one button, my roof open like a hard spot

You know who him, slim, before mims i been hot

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

Play the game nigga

God bless america

Look, i'm still talking to you baby

And i'm bringing god with me.

So he decided to contrite from god,

Pork on the fork, white in the pot

It's better if you know god.

And i don't make no bed rock