This is a song about "Blessings"

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

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

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

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

Quality a gift to the people who are worthy for blessings

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

Fuck a video vixen, they got vicious intentions

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

On a learning curb of convenient blessings, mostly aggressive.

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

They at the same spot they making no progress

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

So sit back and accept the blessings of this life,

Get ya' cake right, every chicken wanna slice