This is a song about "Bible"

Count your baby daddy’s now, 2 and a possible

And it would still sell better then the bible,

Come again, i devour lawmen my tribe is tribal i'll beat you with the fucking bible

Hustlin in our hoods , slanging nothing but the goods / street to street you will

Having you wish you read the bible more,my presence can rival wars

And shorty, you straight, bet you look way better without no drawers

Ceremony with all my homies, i'm suicidal

Die wings in hallways and other words into the bible

Fuck the bible, i'm the reason mary ain't a virgin , fucked her in the ass till she

Damn, why they take another soldier?i load my clip before my eyes blurry, don't worry

I got verses, like a bible

Tell your girls, to come join our table

Homie will never love her, although he'll probably have a fit

You quoting bible verses but must got the scriptures slanted