This is a song about "Swear to god"

Sixty-two, without no tint; missing roof on my new shit

Sinister menace, and i swear to god i'm in it to win it,

Swear to god that ill stay here/ cause these other hoes just aint real

Just let me do the talking man i know how niggas feel

Give me strength, i pray to god, i swear that i still miss the lord,

You faggots can buy chains but utopia can't afford

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

So take the stage just show me what you got

That make me want to swear

From out of nowhere

But i swear to god imma finish you, and this is my conclusion

Where i'm from is a circus hope you don’t expect a fair one

So you snap like mewhen these devils try to plot

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

Give me strength, i pray to god, i swear that i still miss the lord,

Yeah, um, as you can probably tell from listening to this record