This is a song about "Aleppo syria pray for gaza"

And my wrist froze, but i’m cool sha’, like a bald head, i’m too paid

And we gotta stay and pray for 'em, may sound strange but wait

You is not hip then i can not coach her

And pray that we need never pray for closure/

A military mind mean money

I pray for my family

But money never lasts, in fact it's only last

You better pray for your wallet, i'm coming for your cash

I think they wish that i was locked up, pray and hope for that,

Fuck what them niggas saying i hit whoever at bat

Pray to god it all ends well/ my sould is what im lookin for

And wonder why i ain't ever caught that feeling before

Fuck her so hard and make her pray for more

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

All that's left for me to do is pray,

Like michael jackson, how you do me this way