This is a song about "Ain t for nun"

The sickest people couldn''t have even imagined

And you don't wanna go to clubs no more and

Just sit back and relax and take it easy

Bitch don´t fuck with me, i´ll murder you that´s for free.

I'm unfuckwithable, like a church nun

See with a district columbia vision

Ain t happenin!!! you bitches faker then 8 mannequins

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

You say you ain fake or plastic? ha that's sarcastic, fool youre fake as graphics

Cry, die, tie, then sigh from relief from bottling up too much grief ever since

Cause this album pack enough evil

This is d j t j's sequel

I like my women soft-spoken but the weed loud

Cause when i spit nun but bullet shit fly out

Should i point this gun at a nun for the sake of watching her run?

Holla; cheech chong & folarin, only get high when my lows come often