This is a song about "Bless her"

Ignorance is bless? shit about the fact that's all bull shit.

You see they way out they minds with no return ticket

He got hit up that same night

I make thriller when i bless the mike

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

These were three greatest emcees to bless a mic with classics

Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts

Its either a bless or a curse, i cleanse the weak with a breath of my verbs

Who has the right to bless me though?

My dick hates sweaters so she jack it slow

Dick her down kick her out

I must go like fly route

Better use protection, bless me please father, i'll be toast

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

Everyday bless the several people missing.