This is a song about "Bless her"

Tonight you're gettin' christened too, bless the mic, spit the truth,

You wondering why she ain't fucking, we winning, nigga you lose

Pocket racked up all big faces

Raised catholic so i can bless this

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

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

Who has the right to bless me though?

Spending money when your wallet gets low

I guess, its obvious that i will obsess over every word until i bless

Were educators and indicators that you don't want to fuck with us

I can say ghettoest ‘cause i come from where metal spit

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

If i lost you be patient

God bless them,they be pissed

My mom bless, her heart was in a better place.

She don't even need a job, got one anyways