Man does not create gods, in spite of appearances. The times, the age, impose them on him.
“Got me on the curb letting traffic pass me by / No questions, I said nothing / Looking for the mutant to be buckin the law / Naw man Gipp show him my shit, close my mouth then I dip / See to me G is a person who understands the plan / Can’t make no moves when you in the hands of the man”
Big Gipp | “Thought Process”