This is a song about "Animism islam christianity arab ashanti bantu swahili"

Popping something thats forbidden and every single fifty

Y’all feed it to the preacher’s mouth and call it christianity

No islam nor hinduism neither christianity....

Grandma called, see me on the billboards around the city

Christianity called and said stop this nuisance.

Of hearin screams at my concerts, me all my childhood peers

He needs to gain some faith & start living through christianity"

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb

And don't ever fuckin mention islam

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

Growing up with an arab family , you'll never be happy.

Y’all feed it to the preacher’s mouth and call it christianity

Droppin jackets on the stripper and every single is fifty