This is a song about "Allah pork"

The fatty pork, all hail hell's gate, dreams steamed and glorified,

Now me and quik gonna show you niggas what it's like on this side

Allah, not even dat

Yo, i'll bet she be back

Where i stick my dick out and pork your bitch mouth/

And i'm as high as deion feet is headed to the house

I wanna kill churches, they take your dollars they claim's for allah,

I ain't being bootsycrusin' in a six-o impala

Oh nooo, here we goo, must risk it for the fork, must eat this fucking pork!

Yeah, um, as you can probably tell from listening to this record

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

The mighty god, lord, christ, allah, or just yourself.

I could spend a whole damn advance on some kicks and some pants son

Ignored 'em, went to the mosque, ask allah for increase of my sloggin'//