This is a song about "Abo ther mosque"

Liven in a house made out of mud dirt and rain

Get the heat ready then i give them that flame

Rap temple custodian, i'm priest to meet you, you're elite too?

And i open up the door you bring her cranky ass with you

Stained like inc not pencil, hit me hard in the temple, different it was sentimental,

At least i can use my rhymes as a vessel to connect folks on my mental level

My all gold rolly or the

Who praise me like allah

Wow, umm, so tyler if you had the chance to tell him something

Seriously i read some of this shit and my temple lobes are pulsing,

Kicked out of his own house by one of his own daughters

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

In the name of allah the beneficent, the merciful

It’s hard when starving marcus garvey messed with malcolm little

I ain't got time to swag nigga this is monumental

Stack my money tenfold, make this my new temple