This is a song about "Blessings"

Twenty-million dollar nigga, but i do it like this

On a learning curb of convenient blessings, mostly aggressive.

Screw god's blessings i scream fuck you

She gonna dance when that molly through

Cursed you so many times the blessings hid in fear, your the modern eve with the apple

That you looking like an angel-sent from the heavens, god bless your every angle

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

Quality a gift to the people who are worthy for blessings

If we battle again you better hope you said your blessings.

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

I put you over my money, all of my nice kicks

To something better and better it might just be blessings

Count your blessings as we're trisecting into cannibal subjective dissecting.

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

She don't suck nothing, buzzen, but she lick it nice

So sit back and accept the blessings of this life,