Hello
Who are you
Oh, I'm so glad that you ask
I am called by many names
I am the world
I am the universe
I'm god
I am truth. I am all, and I'm one

And i'm also... You

I'm a god

[Verse 1 A-LOW Rx]
Delusions are rollin around in my head
Tellin me that I’d rather be better off dead
So it’s off with my head cuz I’m done takin meds
This whole life that I’ve lived I did do with no ends

A-LOW Bill $aber we come with the flavor
Headlines in the news and forbid she a paper
The only true saviors still left in the game
It’s a race to top and we came in first place

Woke up
And I’m still fucked up
Yeah I made a lot of money but I blew it all at once
Yeah now I’m back on my grind
What a time to be alive
Nah wait I’m just kidding
What a perfect time to die (Aye)

[Verse 2 Bill $aber]
I go crazy over here so don’t you bring it over here
I kill this shit to no avail
I fix my brain my soul repair
With these vixes on my tail
I got they brains shiftin
I aim different
I grind I meet the world
But I ain’t lane switchin I think different
I tame bitches
The same bitches ask if I could meet her
I got me some bape and apes
I got a two seater
That’s your baby momma, n***a
That’s my mamacita
She dream about me all the time and I can’t even see her
All this time I flex (yuh)
Bitch they know who next (yuh)
Flippin that money I’m flippin that money
Spirit bound to play ya
Double Nike two checks
You do a lot go do less
I smoke a lot I’m too stressed
In my O I do my best
Why she gotta look at my wrist like that
How you think I know she take the dick like that
Playin with her heart I gave that shit right back
Gave that shirt right back
No hearts for the wicked
Watch it please

[Verse 3 A-LOW Rx]
From the scene
So obscene
She came home with me
No apologies
Still a weak
You ain’t friends with me
I’m tryna heal myself and redirect my mental health
Inside of a direction where I can find happiness and wealth
Tryna help a tragedy
That tragedy seems to be me slowly hoping that everything will go back to how it used to be
I’m not gonna lie I’m scared to death to see what happens next
Lay down my rank
Got pills stacked up
But still ain’t got no fucking checks
Yeah my future still looking blank
No more money inside the bank
Put my hands over my face and sit alone inside the rank
Can you feel my pain
Cold blood running in my veins
If this depression never ends I think I might lose my brain