This is a song about "We needed you at time god"

Living if she is or not

We don't understand god

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Every time i see you at the club you gettin’ low baby

Although at this time you may feel invisible

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

Smoking like a crematory, cuz we blow em a dime at a time/

Beetle the skin on my female that's word to cee-lo she fine

It gets better with time or at least we can pretend

I dont need no chains with no cross to know that i’m blessed

It's a pimp in my ride, no need to pimp the ride

Used to be poor, we needed to get our cheddar right,

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

You loose ,yeah rehab,we roll with the god x2

And over beef you laid to rest like you was gettin some sleep

We beefed as freaks and geeks, needed leashes, beasts unleashed,