This is a song about "Why god made us"

Every mal decision they ever made us live with

And if i give it to you, don't you treat me like them bitches

Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money

Why are you ignoring us so deliberately?

Red berry everywhere, got puff getting jealous

And i wonder you call you that, because the women made us,

By any means, if ya like it or not

Why be a king when you can be a god

After i spit it niggas be swimming to get to land, damn

That stuff you made us study is forgotten after the exam

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

So god made you as a typo cuz his fingers were slippery,

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

Why would god put labels on his own creations

Purify that woman soul

In my god i'm made whole