This is a song about "Blessings"

Knock knock, who there? houdini dissappeargot green, john deere. more green, paul pierce

With temple in you mind its big homie canvaz teaching you the blessings

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

On a learning curb of convenient blessings, mostly aggressive.

To something better and better it might just be blessings

Of hearin screams at my concerts, me all my childhood peers

Screw god's blessings i scream fuck you

And word i blew off herb i grew

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

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

And bleed out your blessings til you can't be starving less

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

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

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

Quality a gift to the people who are worthy for blessings