This is a song about "Blessings and curses"

So sit back and accept the blessings of this life,

Niggas couldn’t tell if i was dead or alive

Grab the scissors and saws and

She got me caught up in the moment

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Never let another rap nigga hit it from back or the front

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

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

And remember what i said and

This how i hear it different

And maybe cupid won't miss

My words split the verse with curses

He curses then reherses his best rap verses

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

Listen close just in case she don’t know my intentions

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