This is a song about "Thank you god"

Like i got an s on my chest i thank god that im still here hes my bullet

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

Uh, i'm tryna learn something new

My success is going to be the thank you

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

I thank god for the protection they allow but it's dangerous,

You my son, you should thank my dick.

On trial for possession of some chronic

Gods words all cursed like crackshai-tan's way of gettin us back

Thank god i was smokin' crack all day and doped up on coke and smack

Oh, you look like my next victim

Yella, eazy, thank you, they got slim

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

I swear i put this shit down without a gimmick or lie

Tornado tornado and i'm trynna blow your mind

But i just thank god that i survived and did not go blind