This is a song about "Trill gods"

Lookin up the gods everynight and day

Load em up quick, it's time for us to spray

Say trill again ill overdose on vicodin to escape you're presence

Ya can't stand it when someone talks shit about ya marijuana hits.

Don't refute, or dilute, chemistry so trill make the president salute

The owner bout to prosecute, the niggas tell her that she's cute

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

Im trill like bill gates money times twenty/   its funny/

Got the skills to pay the bills, stay trill

Stepped out on her and she love a nigga still

You mad with me cause i stay trill

As i light one for ill will

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

When you thinking about breakfast i'm heating up my dinner

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

Youre a cornball who claims to be among gods