This is a song about "Apostle creed"

Core of complete mess in store for con's creed, yes

I treat bitches straight up, like simon says

I was given a life, a creed, a fallacy.

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

I pull out the creed but right before i started reading

Where you gotta give up your lifestyle for everything

Lady at the frank stand will

He be the last true apostle

Hands on the pump, makem jump when its cocked backfuckem all they're bitches inside a world of weak

You look like a hallucination from speed, a rejected breed, victim of an pro's creed/

Some say i'm an apostle, for my wisdom is unmatched in the kingdom makes me the one who's fearsome

He should of never fucked around with a sick ass nigga like methey call my name out and niggas run

Core of complete mess in store for con's creed, yes

Body holy water blessed, i'm feeling the stress