This is a song about "Thou shalt have no other gods before me"

Scrilla fan, oh boy and

He like no other garment.

Love you like no other

When we not in summer

Platinum and gold, you gots to love that

My mum showed me that's it no other crap.

Eleven years old why so young. is this gods plan for me,

I'm just ridin i done put a thousand miles on my body

I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottlesi make mistakes but learn from every one

Say your fucking prayers, stop cuttin layers, gods telling me your a sin waiting to happen,

Dick soft as fuck, but somehow i go hard

I'd rather have me no job than no heart

He gave 'em the platform

No calm before the storm

I said it before i know you're reaction before you have it

Chickens and waffles instead, and right back to this balling shit