This is a song about "Why be kung when you can be a god"

And any connotation is viewed many ways

When you look at em, you'll be put in a daze,

But who needs a heart anymore when you can rest in shore that it'll only be broken

Him attention but moms, yeah my momma as loyal as any sister would come

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

How can you be on the same page when you skipped the first hundred pages?

Is not far from white girls with big bread

Why i gotta be such a block head

Mckoo, why you be sucking dick

Pepe le pew my music

It's a mystery why you think you'd be anything less than history.

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

Trying to get his life together, or what not

Why be a king when you can be a god

Come at the explorer and be as wild as you can be.

Got me shooting at a ghostsome call me crazy