This is a song about "Catholic katie sullivan"

More clearer than the crystal sky, blue as the beast

Little kids gonna remember me, like a catholic priest.

Ok i’m wale but you can call me nada

Y’all baptist cheats and catholic priests had to be raw,

In the caravan with some latin bitches

Raised catholic so i can bless this

Than antichrists soaked in afterbirth in a catholic church,

Oh shit reverse the hearse , the curse of eazy coming back slowly and it lurch,

That's what i'm screamin when these money hungy cops be chasin

The kinda person to get katie couric to cursin'

But i ain't catholic, fuck it, that's the way it's supposed to be,

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

I don't think you understand me katie, no one does,

These niggas is lazy

Guess what ike, im fucking katie