This is a song about "Blessings"

Everything at ease, you in double m g presence

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

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

See i can’t keep you baby girl i'mma confess

Pussy and patron that's some great advice

So sit back and accept the blessings of this life,

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.

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

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

To something better and better it might just be blessings

When they have kids they haven't seen in years, impressing their peers

Screw god's blessings i scream fuck you

And all the shit you went through

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

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