This is a song about "Thank you based god"

Screams, i thought we killed em ,thank god he didn't the thought of children,

I just bask in the moment, give my passion to no one

I thank my family and god himself

Looking for dangerously hot bitches and safe sex

You be chickens like smokey tripping off angel dust

Thank god i didnt, im still ignorant, completely indignant

See you gotta get high or die, cause even thugs cry

I thank god for blessing me. and hope i meet him when i die

Trigger being pulled, niggers in a ditch

So you can thank the little unfair snitch,

You based your life off of 50's shit

Well, i can handle that

But they just ran away,when they heard siren noise

The dirty south boys,i just thank god i made it out boys,

Quick flipping up sexy back

And i wanna thank you for that