This is a song about "Blood of jesus"

A bunch of backstabbing niggas, hope the knife ain’t there

That night i took jesus in like my first breath of fresh air.

The truth of my blood line is unknown

I woulda done anything for my own

On a battlefield of blood and distaste,

Said i'm just tryna do this quick like make haste

The underdog of the underground has come far

By birth of baby jesus underneath the eastern star

The 2.0 feelin like when jesus came back, the hulio of rap

The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that

As the scars cut, starved of blood, clot,

We popping bottles, it don't stop

It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies

I'm alive holy jesus mother of a killer i'm fucking alive

Okay man you do the drop

Blood of a man cum laude