This is a song about "Baptist"

And make me end up like the 16th street baptist church case

Nothing but my dreams matterhoping for better days

In a few places, the rest of the south they're all baptist,

I remember tripping, walking through the set like my glock don’t think

My whole neighborhood's baptist, and so i pray to the sky,

Seen drive-bys takin' lives, little kids die

My neighborhood is baptist so i guess i'll pray to jesus christ,

Said i'll return but i gotta fight the fate's arrived

My neighborhood is baptist so i guess i'll pray to jesus christ,

Cuz when the press get this verse, their sure to press rewind

Westboro baptist- nah i cant even call yall a church

Kind of chill but every now and then i get this violent urge,

Uh, that shit you talk don't move me nada

Y’all baptist cheats and catholic priests had to be raw,

True to the gamei claim outlaw riderswe give a fuck what they try

My whole neighborhood's baptist, and so i pray to the sky,