This is a song about "Young gods"

Higher than a leveler, like gods messenger

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

It's never late, we celebrate soon as your papers done

Praying to gods the white men made, it's from the last invasion,

What's you motivation, huh, what's your motivation

Know nobody's perfect im holy but even gods sin,

Lookin up the gods everynight and day

Whoa, umm, it seems you had a lot to say

Cuz anybody bitin' the gods' a year late

When i saw that 28 to put me in and out of state

My understanding wasn't very good, gods only knew how to mock

If i'm getting geetchi i can rock three chains on either block

Trying to be powerful like the romans and gods of greeks

Yeah you laughing my nigga but everything ain't what it seems

Youre a cornball who claims to be among gods

What a feeling of overcoming the odds