This is a song about "Young gods"

While the many gods watch over the 7 kingdoms

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

Then i'll rome with the gods, rip the acne from your face,

Wale, real nigga, where the totem, blowin' bomb haze

Die motherfuckin die, hope yo' ass fry, don't ask why

*bleep* a creep in diguise cussin to the gods up high,

Lookin up the gods everynight and day

I do it my way, mofuck' what ya'll say

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

Give me tall glass, coconut ciroc, please, no soda pop

I delete they history

Doomed by gods stupidity

They all see my life from a childish position

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

Lucky seven probably poppa

Spit up to the gods at gaza..