This is a song about "Apostle creed"

I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottlesi make mistakes but learn from every one

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

He be the last true apostle

A criminal grind mean hustle

Satan is evil, swin3 is his apostle, hes honestly hostile,

Keep it real as penitentiary steelthis ain't no freestyle battle

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

Driver drop me off at dulles im headed to some money

To the 'r'. ruin niggas hopes of success

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

Hopped on the pulpit and told them how i was truly blessed

Feel need to feel my creed the im picking ya to be the next

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

My heart beatsechoes into the cold streetswhere nightmares and darkness begin to meet