This is a song about "Trap gods"

Quick trap a demon and dick slap satan!

We buy guns and more guns, to give to the young

The center of the east coast my emblem reads

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds

I can't believe i fell for his stupid act- this stupid trap-

From the passion, ya hands reaching for the sheets to grab

Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for

So vigor you think i was godzilla, gods illa i'm gods filler,

But that's a shitty accent you should've figured that

I beat rap, they screaming shit rihanna its a trap.

Blunt smoke thicker than the dick of a black trap

We gonna ball all year, nigga know that

Creyente, believer in gods word

Keep that tucked ‘fore somebody get hurt

We would like to call this an appreciation tape

Cuz anybody bitin' the gods' a year late