Lyrics Control Issues - Eshon Burgundy

What's a king to a God, nothing but a king
A king that God put in that position just to reign
Never should the king test the God from which he came
Or the king gon' need a prophet to come explain the dream
You know the synopsis, exactly what I mean
I pray the block is glockless???
You'll never become prosperous by wearing savage things
Preposterous, you will not profit from wicked things
Philosophers explained, only from what they seen
Or study, my degree is from the king of kings
Bloody, come from the home of the triple beams??? 'bout the stories of amies and crippled fiends???
Crystal meth, or success from getting out your dream
Whatever drug you choose, you settle for what's the truth
Going back and forth tryna play God and leaving confused
It's foolish
I feel every time I swear I'm in control
What good is it to gain the world and lose your soul
I kept tryna be a general, supposed to be a soldier
Ain't tryna be subliminal while mentioning Jehova
I spot to be a criminal, my clip was half loaded
Available water replaced in my hand is soda