This is a song about "Thank"

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

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

Yes, sir - thank god kinda worried 'bout my ass

The birds i knew flip birds

And thank doom for his herbs/

Win or losered or bluewe must all stay true

Will you shake my hand and so no thank you

So you can thank the little unfair snitch,

With rhyming skills, you in amish village

Thank you for comin out here folks!

Please put that in your notes

Thank fuck my ex use to moan tho

Ain't no gimmick with the flow

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

Yella, eazy, thank you, they got slim