This is a song about "Banging jesus"

That all of y’all will be banging this shit like gay penises

You can bet your bottom dollar the bottom lips will need stitches

And run with motherfuckin' crews banging, controllin' blocks,

Slangin' rocks with your glocks put this tape in your box

I'm chilling with jesus

The way she walks and causes a fuss

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

Time won't cover the wounds neither will jesus.

Prophet from the profits, cash game jesus

Don’t you be holding back, your love

Let's have a toast for this new love

I am literally jesus

Stop blamin me for everything, jesus

And i need you to show me love

On the right side of jesus,

But most times darling the sequel sucks