This is a song about "By he s"

If ya’ll about to hate then alleviate the diss

He thought his problem would be solved by visiting churches,

And all the girls we knew that screamed fuck you going let me then

He rises, and abides by the red sky again/

Oh he was shot by other gangs/

We getting money, you can face the facts

Make your bitches' therapist ask for dental records

Ridiculed by everyone "he's white how can he play sports."

Oh shit, look out, he does drive by's by night son

+big daddy+, no +kane+, get the job done

By the minute i was getting paid like a hot line

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

That god isn't finished with me yeti feel his hand on my brain