This is a song about "Turkey god"

'cause i'm beginning to feel like a rap god, rap god

Yup, im stylin on'emevery girl i meet thinks im hot

Period ya'll turkey, i'm going bacon

Cold, my style making my nose run

I fucking hate this job

It's better if you know god.

I'm cold on the cold turkey

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

I don't need your girl. man i got a lot

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

Say i'm not hot

Adam eve, devil god

I'm waiting for emancipation, saviors talk to god,

Dressin' down like a villian', but only on the block

Ever since then i had no job

Brighter than a quazar, a golden god