This is a song about "West side rap gods"

Higher than a leveler, like gods messenger

Dripping cold blood like the winter, the summer

A lil, signed, sealed, delivered

Creyente, believer in gods word

That's gettin' oldplus with tha drama

Spit up to the gods at gaza..

I am the next kanye west

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

Eastside, take them to the west

Niggas in the street scared

We both teenagers with the same mind state

Cuz anybody bitin' the gods' a year late

Great sex, she ain't slept, she can't rest tomorrows that big test

I already said im the best, yeah you guessed, fuck kanye west

Now this rap is influenced from west, east and grime

In a turtle neck, thermal jeans, spit purple wine