This is a song about "Tired of you i m a rap god p legend"

Red riding is getting some of this wolfly odder cock

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

Perceive these words, the making of a legend

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

I was tired at first, tired of thirst, and getting fucked over

I'm wale, the new nigga on the block

I tell you your a slob, you get the scorn of god,

But now i got a problem with that little white rock

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

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

No pork on the fork, but it’s white in the pot

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

Load the glocks they stuntin', we control the block

And leave the scene the way i came herethough some people say it's crazy

So just pass the weed, i smash ‘em g’s, you can call my ass a master p,