This is a song about "Who do i prey to"

I mean who the fuck is you to tell me what to do,

'n' they don’t photograph, nah they don't sex like you

Who do i beat next, spin the fucking jeopardy wheel.

Gotta understand the truth. we is all king's 'round here

So my next joint don't got to be so rough

How could he do that to those who he claims to love,

Heres jk, the man, the prey

Oh i gotta face the day

I'm hoping we can change with timei'm living blinded

But i would never do that, so who did?

She leave before the sun up, leave you something to think about

Who do i gotta diss to make sure you rest in piss maybe lure two out

I'm takin off first, this g6 is on it's way

Do you want me to prey for you to be okay?

But i don’t knock you i just blame it on your old head, rats

In fact i snack on my prey, half of the game is still back in shacks,