This is a song about "Blessed rhymes"

The 7-pick up, yukon, the range is come

Blessed spittinn /expressed rhythm

Blessed to be who they are

The engine in back of my car

Turned out i was never, ever blessed

My levis, they 501, my snapback is hella bent

Hold up yea we the best

For real, i feel so blessed

I confessed bein' atheist, they said i was possessed

I appreciate with jesus' offerings so i'm blessed

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

Fuck it tho i know im blessed

God has blessed her, prada dresser

I can't touch her, so for pleasure

That's why i never claimed i was the best

At the moment, my freedom is blessed