This is a song about "Am blessed"

Take them all off when we get home like goddam i'm blessed

I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed

Think fast, fast women

Blessed spittinn /expressed rhythm

God has blessed her, prada dresser

Girl, what you grabbing cash for

Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed

I always tell them i am not talented, but truly blessed.

For real, i feel so blessed

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

Bait baby, wait baby

People should be blessed to see

Now them broads gon' follow

Nobody blessed me though