This is a song about "West side rap gods"

Creyente, believer in gods word

The concept is so absurd

Stop it if you scared

I am the next kanye west

Cuz anybody bitin' the gods' a year late

Tonight no pitchers, everything's straight

West side, zone 1, who want the anna?

You can call that alabama

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds

The center of the east coast my emblem reads

So many gods of rap, think i'm in ancient greece

You pussies ain't shit but venereal disease

Santana, zeke the kufi poppa

Spit up to the gods at gaza..

Doomed by gods stupidity

Ye too, but what em did was silly